Rosa's plan was to ensure Kael was deeply asleep before she prepared to leave, but as his cool body absorbed warmth from hers, she sensed he was awake yet pretending otherwise.
Slowly sitting up, she smiled down at him. "I'll let you off the hook this time, Your Grace."
Quietly slipping away from the couch, she made her way to the door gently closing it behind her. Her gaze settled on the final unexplored door knowing with certainty that a chapel lay beyond.
Yes! She had finally found what she was looking for. The chapel was a modest space, filled with soft light coming through stained glass windows. Wooden pews were arranged in neat rows leading up to an altar where the scent of incense lingered.
She's not here. Instead of Emma, Erland was on his knees praying by the altar. Oh well, I'm here already. Having him is better than having no one at all.
