I glanced around. We’d finished setting up our tents. Draven had gone to tether the horses. Guinevere was resting. Lancelet had gone to the stream to see if she could catch some trout. Hawl, as usual, was about to make dinner. We were spoiled, having the Bearkin with us.
So just leave Guinevere alone in the tents at the foot of the mountain then huh…? You just essentially said that no one would be aware of you being gone or whom you left with… Smdh.
