Beyond the storerooms, was a further door into a square annex made of two rooms. The first had its own fireplace, table and chairs and a pair of beds. Comfortable enough for someone to stay if they wanted their own space. The second room was a privy with the luxury of running water.
Sastra, with her arm wrapped around Jason, helped the man to lie down in the first bed. He kicked off his boots before catching her by the arm. With a sharp pull, he tugged her down to lie beside him. Exhausted, she couldn’t help but giggle at the ridiculousness of their day. It felt like a bad dream, and she hadn’t even told Jason about the ravine yet. He pulled her close, alongside his body and she curled up against him, atop the blankets.
Even though the storm had cleared the heavy weight of the air, the
