[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: SNOWMAN ~ SIA]
Before dawn broke at the merchant's inn, Axilla was already awake. She slipped out of bed quietly and ran out of the room. She wasn't able to forget what had happened with Cortez last night; his lips on her chest and where his hands moved while he fed her juice. The moment flashed in her mind, causing blood to rush up to her neck, painting her cheeks red with blush.
"Why did I stop him?" Axilla asked herself as she made her way to her own room. She was enjoying everything, but when she felt Cortez try to dip his fingers, she became scared. Axilla bit her lips and prayed Cortez wouldn't hate her for that.
She was almost at her room when she noticed someone sitting outside. Axilla wondered who it was that was sitting all alone so early in the morning. When she got closer to the person, she saw the stick and a bird. It was Lady Hash.
