Albert awoke to the loud barking of a dog behind his tent. The galloping of horses stomped the ground where he and Annabelle lay. Annabelle also woke up when she heard the crowd.
"Why so noisy? What happened?" asked Annabelle in her hoarse voice. Her face was still hiding in Albert's chest.
"Looks like our hunting ground has been taken by another hunter. They know if our path is the right path to get the stag, "Albert replied. Annabelle immediately sat up hearing her husband's words.
"Then why are you still here, let's get ready immediately" asked Annabelle who didn't want to lose to the other hunters.
"How am I going to prepare, if you're still in my arms?" said Albert casually as if he didn't care if he won the game or not.
"Why didn't you wake me up? I'll get ready soon, "said Annabelle who immediately opened her warm blanket, intending to get out of bed. The cold air instantly brushed against his skin, but he didn't care.
