CHAPTER TWELVE
I woke up with the afternoon sun shining on me and found myself alone again in the bed. My lips pursed into a pout before I climbed out and slipped into a fresh change of clothes. “I wonder if I could put a bell on his neck. . .” I murmured to myself as I strolled toward the door.
I opened the portal and was met with a delicious smell of soup. Alisa stood over the fire stirring something in a large cauldron. She looked up at the creak of the door hinges and looked me over. “How did you sleep?”
“Really well, thanks,” I replied as I took a seat at the table. A quick inspection of the house disappointed me. “Where’s Will?”
Alisa stared blankly at me for a moment before recognition filled her eyes. “He has gone out but he told me he would return soon.”
I frowned and
