The scent of something roasting above a fire wafted into Maris' nose and prompted her to open the windows to her soul. The exact words her mother used whenever Maris had itchy eyes as a kid and needed some eye drops.
Her vision wasn't clear at first then later, it did and she widened her eyes when she couldn't recognize where she was. The room wasn't the same size as Sanna's, but it was just okay and painted in green.
She turned to the right and jolted as their eyes locked on like magnets, four pairs of eyes blinked in unison. There was an alertness in her eyes as she narrowed them into crinkled slits and primed her lips.
"Where am I?" She asked him, but he got up and disappeared out of the room. "Tristan!"
The exclamation sent a wave of headache to hit her hard on the head a
