Chapter Twenty-Seven
Midnight Stroll
Her back hurt. It had only been three days but between the hammock and the definitely not ergonomic chair, she had aches and no aspirin to soothe them.
She tip-toed out of the sleeping room and decided to take a nighttime walk through the castle, being sure to turn left at every juncture so she could find her way back. She'd managed to procure a stack of candles and one of them lit her way.
As she turned another corner, letting her mind wander to her plans for the morrow, she noticed a faint, silvery glow ahead. It was him.