Ophelia was surrounded by darkness. Faintly, she heard clinking sounds and muttering from somewhere to her left. She groggily felt herself coming to and her eyes fluttered open weakly. Adjusting to the dim light of the candles, she realized she was in Takoda’s bed. The man in question was feeling much better as he was in the far left corner of the room, bent over a small desk and fussing with a plate of food.

Still bleary-eyed and wrestling with her half-asleep brain she took ...