Going To The Woods

I spoke for a while to both Ammon and Eric. I told them all they needed to hear. At least, I told them that I was alive and they shouldn't bother. I assured them that it was a matter of time before I will return and come for them.

Despite the assurance I gave to them, I wasn't sure that the Lycans believed me in any way. They did not believe me because their response to my speech did not go down well. I could tell from the nervousness in their eyes. Nevertheless, I have done what I thought was good for all of us.

"Don't you think, it's time to go and have our breakfast?" Asked the Sorcerer.

"Sure, I will give you a helping hand in the kitchen," I told her and then quickly sprang to my feet before she did. She led the way as usual, while I followed.

Once again, we found ourselves in her house not too far from the cave. We made some pancakes and coffee. We sat outside the house, under an apple tree and enjoyed our breakfast.

The temptation to speak to me was brewing. I could see th