4 Shipwrecked
The next morning, Dain woke up well-rested and optimistic. The feeling of the soft sheets against his body coaxed him to stay a moment longer. He noticed a weight near his feet and opened his eyes. Kara sat on the edge of his bed, watching him with a curious scowl. Dain rubbed his crusty eyes and glanced toward Dorian’s bed, soon realizing he was gone. Dain glanced back toward Kara suspiciously. “Y–yeah?” He nervously asked.
“Good morning, i***t. I was starting to think you would never wake
up.”
“I do have a name, you know. Where is Dorian?”
“He’s downstairs with Julius, which is why I’m here. You should have been awake a while ago. Get up and get dressed. We have a ride to Galiya Port.”
Kara took off for the door. Dain observed her confident canter with a growing smi
