The soft waves crashing against the shore were the first sound I heard.
Where did Xavion take me?
The dark beams on the stone walls made me think about the sorcerer's home. He did say, we would be going to Akolyn's place. This must be it.
I carefully moved, remembering my wounds when all of a sudden there was no pain. I touched the areas of my body where I knew I had wounds, but there were only faint scars.
They were gone? Does that mean… I—
Xianne!
Circe!
I quickly looked for a mirror to see her, there was a three-stair flight down from the small bedroom area to the heart of the cottage. And on the roof was an open window, filling the small cottage with sunshine. The cottage was enough for one man to live. Where the small round table was also situated at the center.
