Brave knight? In that case he would indeedy do lead the way. In fact he’d do more than that! As a suave gentlemen he had a duty to the ladies and for her, he would full his duty correctly. He’d take off his jacket, erm, cloak and put it over her shoulders as his hands would keep in place.
“Please, milady, I am glad you accept my offer, you shant regret it!” he laughed, wit that he would offer her his arm and if she accepted they would make their way for his temporary residence. They would only have so much time before night fall, thus when he got bored of walking he’d kneel and pick her up bridal style like a true gentlemen. Mostly so he could stay warm without looking too suspicious. His move would probably catch her off guard, in which he’d laugh at a slap and maybe cry at a punch. Either way he would take her to his building, the hotel in which he stayed. It wasn’t the fanciest but comfortable none the less as he took her up a flight of stairs to the first door in a long corridor on his floor.
Oddly enough his door was still open, he forgot to lock it and with a twist of the knob he’d open things up and turn on the light after putting her down. The hotel room was more reminiscent of an apartment than anything. There was a fair amount of space to say the least, greeting them was his living room two beige sofas resting in the center, one against a window the other facing his TV. The carpet was short and brown, and in front of the chairs a nice coffee table with stacks of magazines and hob request he still needed to fill out. Besides the TV stand was a dinner table suited for four seats brown full cushioned chairs around a mahogany table rested in place. The only light now that Baron had made adjustments were two tall lamps, one at the doorway that led to the kitchen the other beside the window lying couch.
“I’ll make us some tea! Make yourself at home, and if your hungry please say so I’ll whip you something up.” he smiled at her brightly as he walked on, into the door to the kitchen turning on the luminescent light, it was small but basic, fridge, sink, and stove, nothing too special and then there was his room in a door at the end. His room was large, a single bed, brown mink blanket over the top, matching his chestnut pillows and cushion frame plus headboard, he turned on two lamps and readied everything he needed to sleep on the couch, a blanket and extra pillow. The rest of the room was alright, a window that overlooked the town, a TV at the front of the room and a seat at his bed side alongside a end table. The closet where is thing laid was on the far end, and his bathroom was at another near his bed. It was a decent set up.
“Did you want me to get you extra blankets for the bed? Or, do you wanna share it? How are we doing this? I’ll sleep at the end?”