Gerald woke to a sore back and complaining muscles, but at least his new teeth were still in place. He gently shook Anna awake.
"It's time to go, Anna, we've a long march ahead of us."
The princess stretched her arms, letting out a giant yawn. "I didn't sleep well," she confessed.
"No, neither did I," said Gerald. He was digging around their meagre bag of supplies. "I have some of that Orc meat here somewhere. He withdrew a shrivelled looking sausage. "Here it is."
"Ugh, that stuff is disgusting," said Anna, wrinkling her nose.
"Really? I find it quite tasty," he said, biting off a mouthful.
"That's because you have no sense of taste," she quipped.
Gerald laughed; it was good to see Anna's mood improving.
The Wardens marched them northward, toward the edge of the wood. As the trees
