"Peace," whispered someone nearby. I hardly opened my eyelids and tried to understand where, and most importantly, with whom I am now in the same bed. And only a minute later it dawned on me that Mira was my name, and Lane was sitting next to me, leaning back on the headboard.

- She gone crazy? What else Mira? I croaked awake. The room was flooded with bright sunlight, and everything looked like it was nearing noon. His whiskey ached, and his eyes ached and watered from just looking at the window.

“Sorry, I keep forgetting. Finally you woke up, I'm already tired of waiting. A maid came by several...