Alistair's pov
When I got back to camp Morgan and Liliana gave me dirty looks. Elizabeth must've told them or they just knew that something was wrong. I turned in the direction of Elizabeth's tent only to be greeted by her growling Mabari. Max obviously didn't want me near his master right now. I sighed and went to my tent. I changed into me evening clothes and sat down at the small table I had set up. I took a quill and some ink and started to write on a piece of paper.
A few hours later...
I put the letter into a satchel along with a few other things and walked out of my tent. I went over to Liliana and handed her the satchel. "This is for Elizabeth." I said. Liliana glared at me as she took the satchel. "Fine! But if she's hurt by this even more, I will personally be the one to kill you. Literally!" Liliana said as she stomped off.
I went back to my tent and laid down. Sleep was my only comfort right now. Well that and maybe cheese. With that final thought I fell asleep.
