Chapter Forty-One

Pulling the blankets over a softly snoring Lu. Lola smiled before leaning over and kissing his forehead. Standing, she moved to pull the curtains closed, blocking out the bright afternoon sun. Worrying the inside of her cheek, she thought about the sob of relief he had let out at Merrow’s words.

His kin was alive. She truly hoped that the older Annwn was his sister and not someone with a similar name.

Softly closing the door and letting out a sigh, she rested her head against the door. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d had a quiet moment to herself.  

“What’s on your mind?” Puca asked as he moved down the hallway, filling up the narrow space.  

Walking up to him, Lola brought her arms up to wrap them around his waist. Her cheek resting against his chest as she breathed in his scent. Lettin