I opened my eyes to darkness. I must have fallen asleep and let the fire go out. I placed my hand on what I thought was a bed, but instead I came into contact with cold and wet stone. I hear dogs barking off in the distance and a faint light illuminates the wall not too far away. I stood up and walked towards the light.
I turned a corner and saw a massive fire in the middle of the room. The barking dogs are chained to the far side of the room, on the other side of the fire. I look to the right and see a bed, covered by a draped canopy, and to the left is a kitchen with a massive bar.
“Arketá!” yells a voice somewhere in the room and the dogs stop barking and lay down. A female pops her head up from behind the bar holding a bottle of Jack Dainels.
“Caspian!” She says with joy. “So nic
