The deeper into the night it got the colder the air became. It called Fen away from his slumber. He had managed to slide out of the bed long ago to rest in the chair. It was a harsh wind that bounced through the room stirring even Lottie to toss several times before she got comfortable again. A weak smile ran across his face momentarily before he took to his feet. He always liked seeing her eyes tossing back and forth behind her eyelids as she dreamt. The creaking of the door jolted him from the trance of her humming slightly as she breathed out, but he quickly calmed back down when Tyr entered the room.
“Couldn’t sleep?” Tyr whispered, making sure to mind the volume for Lottie’s sake.
Shrugging Fen walked back over to the chair slapping himself down. “I just have no idea how we’re going
