They went up to their room and got ready for bed. There wasn't much talking going on because they were all exhausted. They went to sleep and this time there were no screams for an alarm clock.

There were, however, 2 cups of coffee and one with dark red liquid in it. Endermon found it better not to ask. As they woke up for the day they went downstairs to pay for the rooms. It was a quick transaction and they were off again.

They had been riding a while when they started seeing familiar signs. They were within a day or two of being home. They rode on excitedly talking about what they would do once they got there, and a nap was the general consensus.

Shiloh asked why a period of sleeping that had nothing to do with getting a decent night's sleep was something good. Endermon said it was a way to brush out the cobwebs in one's mind.

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Shiloh was still skeptical, but Endermon said she would explain it better once they got home. And it seemed like no time they were pulling into the courtyard. They dismounted, and started putting the horses in the small stable.

It was then that they noticed the modest house was so much grander than it was when they left. It was now a proper house with stone walls and a well put together wooden roof.

After putting the horses in the new and improved stable they went inside. There they found an inclosed kitchen, a parlor for entertaining guests, and at least four bedrooms, maybe more. There was a path to a lavatory and a private wash room. They could only stare as a handful of people came out to greet them. All they said was that they were the new staff of the house.