POV Evanne
The house was old, and in the middle of nowhere. I thought that the inn was secluded, but boy was I wrong. This house was in the exact middle of the forest. The driveway seemed like more of a footpath than a place for a car. I almost didn’t drive through, in fear of scratching it against the trees.
I walked up to the door, and was hit with an old coppery scent that seemed to be coming from the building. I hesitated, before knocking. I had my arms full of groceries, which made knocking difficult, but I made due using my head. The door didn’t open immediately, and I was about to knock again, when it was suddenly flung open, causing my head to hit the person who had opened the door. Whoever it was, had a body like a rock. Noticing my mistake, I lifted my head apologizing the ent
