It was completely dark by the time we stepped outside the palace gates to make our way back home. Home. I smiled to myself. It felt so nice to say that! To think that! To have someone to go home with! Looking up at the stars didn't make me feel so lonely tonight. I had someone. I had Ellie. And her parents hadn't thrown me out of the country. Oh, her father hadn't been particularly friendly, but they hadn't tried to separate us. In my book, that was all that I needed to start thinking positively about her parents. Just maybe, this would all work out. It had to.
Back at the cottage, I set to work on finishing knotting twine through the bed posts to make the frame. I'd found a lumpy corn husk mattress stashed in the loft. It wasn't the most comfortable bed, but it would have to do. I tightened the twine around the second bed post and knotted it firmly, cutting the twine then with my teeth. This cottage still needed some serious work, but it was ours. I looked over to see what Ellie had occupied herself with.