Conversation in the carriage flowed on, but Ollie heard very little of it after Liam started explaining the things he'd seen in the Vale of Mists and during the Battle of Hanrahan. The carriage was warm and cozy, and the gentle rocking motion combined with the comfort of a full belly to lull Ollie to sleep.
Next to him, Morwen carefully packed away the remainder of the cheese, bread, and sausage before pulling a blanket up to Ollie's shoulders and carefully slipping a small pillow between his head and the wooden wall of the carriage.
Ollie's color had improved considerably, and he was no longer cold to the touch, but he still looked exceptionally… vulnerable as he dozed to the gentle swaying of the carriage, as if there wasn't an ounce of strength left in him after the miracles he'd performed over the past few days.
