Chapitre 200: Fishing for the Past

AARYN

They'd slept in and laid around for almost an hour—something neither of them could remember doing for years. When hunger pushed them out of the furs, Aaryn tossed Elreth an apple and a strip of dried beef. "Why don't we go fishing for dinner?" he said. 

It was getting a little late, but he suspected that since the sun didn't hit the water here for another couple hours, they might still have some success.

Elreth bit into the apple, nodding. "Sounds perfect."

Now they'd been out there for over an hour, lazing on the rocks, their lines in the water. There were already three small fish gutted and hanging off a stick in the water, but Aaryn knew they'd need more.

Elreth lay on her back on the flat rock, one arm over her eyes, her hand with the fishing line stretched towards the water, but she hadn't spoken in several minutes. He wondered if she'd fallen asleep.