Cassie and Ella had prepared a very nostalgic room for the three of them that night. Much like the bunker back on the front lines, it had a woven vine cot, blankets on the walls to reduce the echoes, and not much else but a magical lantern.
It was also around a corner from the other bedrooms in the tunnels, closer to the storage rooms than the other sleeping quarters. It was a small blessing, considering that the door was just a hung woollen blanket.
In case they were found and attacked, it wasn't safe to have soundproof charms active, but they did have a little privacy.
They made the best use of it that they could, catching up on all the days they had missed being together, and when they came out in the morning, there were a lot of smirking witches gathered around a container of food and a note from the nearest village.
