It’s probably three o'clock in the morning and everyone in the tavern is asleep except the baby and I. It’s been a few days since Sylvia and I returned back home, and honestly… it’s been wonderful. I wish we could just hide here forever. But I know sooner or later someone will come looking for us. I don't know when, and I don't know who... or what... but I know they're coming.
I’m sitting in my room inside the completely silent tavern, holding Celeste in my arms and staring at her sleepy little face while I stroke her chubby cheeks in the moonlight. She coos happily and gives me a little smile, and the sight makes my heart feel like it's going to burst. There are definite advantages to not needing sleep.
The only sound in the whole place is the creaking of my rocking chair as it swings b
