Rose stares out her window watching for Bilmont. The stew from last night was being kept warm. Mark was still in his room waiting for his daughter to awaken. She had checked on her at sunrise and she is healing nicely. It is around midday now.
Bethany sat on her perch in the corner of the room, asleep and hooting softly occasionally.
Rose is used to being left alone occasionally, but she has never had to have someone she does not know stay overnight while Bilmont was away. She knew it would happen eventually, but it had her on edge.
Tearing Rose away from her thoughts, she sees movement at the tree line down the mountain. She watches for a moment intently before telling herself that it must have been an animal. However, she had a nagging feeling that she could not let go of.
After a little bit of debate, she went down and told Mark that she was going to go outside if he needed her and went to the edge of the cliff right outside the tower.
The cliff was not a sheer drop, but it was enough that no one in their right mind would try to decline it without equipment. It was a common landing spot for the dragons of the mountains when they came for Bilmont's help, (typically it is to help when their prey population starts to decline or a dramatic dragon looses a claw.)
She had convinced herself that she came outside to welcome Bilmont, but she keeps looking at that area.
After a little while, she sees movement again, but before she was able to identify what it was, she was startled by a voice.
"Rose! You don't normally meet me out here!" Bilmont exclaimed with the bright smile that just barely showed through his beard.
"I thought I saw something off…" she said as she looked back to the still tree line, "but it seems to be gone now…"
She voice trailed off before she remembered the stew. She lead Bilmont to the kitchen and informed him that she had planned to gather ingredients, but a visitor came by with a sick child.
"She is doing much better now, but the illness took a lot from her. She is still asleep at the moment, but I suspect that she could wake up at any moment."
"That's good to hear," he responded.
Rose nodded, "They are in the room by the library, I am going to have to go out and get some food today while there is still light out."
She started to get ready as she was talking, gathering the special hunting bag that she enchanted herself to hold an immense amount of food of any kind and keep it fresh, one of her biggest achievements in her mind, and her sword.
"Just be careful, the younglings are still out hunting, so don't bother them if you happen to see one. Also, we need some iron if you happen to find some. I need to rebind a spell on my sword, yours probably need it too."
She nodded and started out the door.