Chapter Forty-Two
An unsettling chill breeze brushed across Searon’s warm face, awakening him in the morning. Small rays of sunlight beamed through the windows of the bright blue-and-green room. The brightness nearly blinded him. He turned away, rubbing his eyes. He noticed a heavy bright green wool blanket draped over most of his body. After stretching, he got to his feet to gently fold the blanket, setting it on the table. He wasn’t aware of grabbing a blanket during the night, but it was still too early for his thoughts to process.
The smell of fresh bread and porridge filled the air with a pleasant aroma, causing Searon’s mouth to water. His vision was still blurry. He rubbed his eyes again and noticed Anaela in the kitchen, pulling out a small loaf of fresh bread from a large rectan
