Felix stretched in the big armchair and leaned back.
He'd spent the whole morning in the family library and had finally found out how to make a potion for Miss Johnson's pain.
No traditional medicine had ever helped her, so he was honestly hoping his one would work.
It had to.
He looked out the tall window, facing the back yard. His stag had approached and was looking up at his master.
"There you are, " Felix muttered and got up.
He put a long coat on and went out.
Llyr was his white stag who had the habit of disappearing occasionally when he decided he needed a long walk in the forest.
Which was often.
The animal dragged its hoofs on the grass and exhaled in the cold December air.
It was soon going to be snowing and Felix knew he'd have even more trouble finding Llyr in
