Chapter 18 : Lost in the Village

Baird’s POV

I felt the hard cottage floor beneath me before I opened my eyes, but I was used to discomfort. Though I was still wounded, I had slept better than I had in a long time. I stretched one arm above my head, but realized I couldn’t move the other. I opened my eyes and glanced down. Serena was curled around my arm, but of her hands wrapped around it and her face pressed against my bicep.

A smile tickled my lips. The woman almost looked like a cat, curled up against me like that. A wave of sympathy passed over me. She acted aloof and picky about my lifestyle, but overall, she was a scared girl in a strange environment. She might even be using her disgust over the bread and the river to cover up her fear.