Chapitre 205: The Cabin

Aila didn't know how long she had been asleep, but from the pain gone from her body, she knew it had to at least be two to three days. Her mind, though foggy from wolfsbane, was more alert from the much-needed rest of being shot.

She rolled onto her back, staring up at a grey ceiling, while the sounds of birds chirping and the wind ruffling through the leaves of trees filled the air outside the window. She could tell there was a window, the sunlight cast through a chequered shadow shape from either bars or the usual shape of a window. But she did not want to check her surroundings just yet, and continued to stare at the ceiling.