Unpaid Debts

Talia POV

The morning started with Hilda yelling at the fire.

Talia stepped out of Rolf’s borrowed bed half-awake and still carrying the weight of a night she hadn’t properly slept through.

Hilda stood in front of the hearth with a pot in one hand and a wooden spoon in the other, speaking to it like it had personally offended her.

The smell of something thick and herbal filled the cabin, warm enou