Day 55
The new moon again. I stayed as I did not want Edvar and Hilda to sit in the cold and dark alone. With Osbert in Easthaven, it is just the three of us now. I really hope Osbert did not get picked to be sacrificed.
The fires went out house by house, the same as before. We sat together. No bottle this time. Just the cold and the dark and the sound of the wind off the lake. I watched over them until dawn.
A carriage came through the village yesterday. It leaves for Caer-Dineval tomorrow. I intend to be on it. Edvar and Hilda already knew this was coming. We said what needed to be said tonight. Fifty-five days. It is time.