Chapter 51: Wandering hand

It was almost around noon the next day when they woke up with sun shining in through a gap causing a steak of light to seemingly bore a hole in Aksel's eyes. Groaning he rolled to the side only to find that he had an arm around his waist that was stopping him from moving away.

Blinking his eyes to look clearer he saw Yve's peaceful face sleeping. He wondered when had this happened, when he remembered clearly that it was Mort who had slept beside him last night. Raising his head to look to his other side and over Yve's body he found that there had been no one there except him and her.

He wondered if they had gone out to look for something or if they had been in any kind of trouble but he didn't want to shout and ask in case he woke Yve up. It had been late in the night that they had slept and Aksel didn't want to wake her so soon when her sleep mustn't have been completed yet.