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As expected, her measurements were accurate, and the coat fit James almost perfectly. With her arms folded, Hild circled him a few times as she examined seams, the lengths of ...

Over the past several days in addition to assisting with James's recovery where he could, Caspar offered his services around the bunker, got to talking with everyone here and there, ...

Hild helped with clean up after breakfast (she opted not to offer trying her hand at cooking again, especially not for such a large group). As she headed out to ...

In preparation for their venture into Ruddlan, Hild had taken James's measurements in order to gauge what clothes would fit him while he went his own way to the market. ...

Back in that winter thicket in the wilds, Caspar buried Manning first by the cabin. He didn't care where Manning was, as long as he was in the ground. And ...

The fresh air and some sunshine was. Restoring, yes. Focusing her attention fully on the care of Penumbra, Elliot, and Eir was a very effective and welcome distraction. Penumbra was ...

With James asleep again, and his own limbs feeling heavy with inactivity, Caspar threw off his blanket and scooted to the edge of his bed. Hild cast him a hard ...

Hild woke in an unfamiliar room, curled up small in an unfamiliar bed. She took stock of her surroundings with bleary eyes, her mind hazy with exhaustion, then pushed herself ...

Caspar opened his eyes to an unfamiliar ceiling lit in a warm glow, and he listened to quiet shuffling somewhere off to the side. Faces he vaguely remembered came into ...

Footsteps approached behind them. Hild looked over her shoulder and found the woman returning. She held an arm around Caspar as they walked, supporting him. Behind them, there was a ...

Caspar pricked his ears at the sound of someone fast approaching through the rain. He didn't recognize the stride. With his axe still in hand, he pushed off from Eir's ...

His hand went slack in hers, his strength gone. With unwanted emotions still streaming down her face and lodged in her throat, Hild couldn't find anymore words to try to ...

As he turned his eyes back out to the storm, Caspar felt Hild's piercing gaze fix on the back of his head, studying him. He managed to suppress a sigh. ...

The woods they wandered into were denser than it had been the past weeks. It provided a lot of shade during the day, but let hardly any light through in ...

Spots of sunlight swayed on the pages spread on the ground in front of Caspar. With his legs crossed and his chin resting in his left hand, he absently scanned ...