Willow POV
Her gaze swung to mine, excitement sparkling, and she nodded once decisively. “I’d like that.”
Something in my chest loosened at the easy acceptance.
“I actually came to check on you,” she continued, her tone shifting just enough to remind me why she was here. “Damian asked me to stop by. Make sure you had everything you need.”
“I’m fine,” I said automatically.
Her eyes flicked around the cabin again, slower this time. Thoroughly.
“Food, clearly handled,” she said lightly. “Clothes?”
I hesitated, and she took that as answer enough.
Morgana nodded to herself. “All right. We’ll fix that.” She glanced at Caine. “You’ll come with us. We’ll go into the village.”
“I—” I started.
“It’s not a question,” she said, but there was no bite to it. Just quiet certainty. “You’ll need
