When she wakes again Fenrir is gone. There’s a cup of coffee on the bedside table, enchanting to stay steaming hot. She reaches for it and drinks slowly. As she moves from the bed and throws on a robe she realizes there are aches in her body in places she didn’t know existed. Ways to hurt and feel sore she had never experienced. But more than anything, she feels... empty. Unsure. She doesn’t know what to do now that he’s left.