(Isla)
I woke before the sun.
For a moment I stayed where I was, staring at the ceiling while the room rested in comfortable silence. Then I remembered why I'd opened my eyes so early.
Training.
A smile found its way onto my face before I could stop it.
I turned my head.
Caius was still asleep beside me. His breathing was calm, and one of his hands rested close enough that I could have reached for it without moving very far.
Instead, I slipped quietly out of bed.
The journal was waiting on the table where Caius had left it yesterday.
I walked over and rested my hand on the cover.
Nothing happened.
I smiled to myself.
"I didn't really think it would be that easy."
I opened it anyway.
The first symbol looked exactly the way it had yesterday.
Beautiful.
Strange.
Full of meani
