They reached camp as the sun climbed two hand-breadths into the sky, the morning well underway and most of the camp already packed and ready for travel. Morwen could see that Lord Liam had kept everyone productively busy while they were gone, turning what could have been anxious waiting into purposeful activity.
Liam himself was there to meet them as they entered the camp, his expression brightening with relief when he saw that everyone had returned safely. Lady Mairwen was at his side, and her eyes immediately went to the cart where Ollie lay beside Lady Cerys.
"Light be praised," Mairwen said, hurrying forward to peer into the cart. "Sir Ollie, are you alright? You look terrible."
"I've been told that several times this morning," Ollie said with a faint smile and a light chuckle. "I promise I'll recover. I just need to get to Lady Ashlynn in Maeril, and I'll be back in the kitchens in no time," he joked.
