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They continued onward and into the house. Maria pointed at a door against the far-left wall. “My room is through there.”
Guided by her shaky hand, they made their way up a narrow staircase to the top floor of the keep opposite the one in which Cammy was housed. Maria’s room was much smaller than the elegance they had seen up to that time, but there was a quaint charm in the homemade rug on the floor and the thick curtains over the single window. A plain but sturdy bed sat in one corner, and a hearth stood against the outer wall on the opposite side.
Drifter handed care of Maria over to Allie and strode over to the hearth. He lit a fire as Allie led her charge over to the bed where she helped her remove some of her clothes and tucked her into bed.
Maria latched onto one of Allie
