lan was battered and bruised, yet his mind was fixated on Maja.

Pregnant Maja, waiting back at the motel, but this house's layout was nothing like the bungalows in Cania.

Had he returned to his homeland?

Struggling to his feet, he managed to take a good look around the room.

Sitems were unmistakably from Windhelm, confirming he was indeed in Windhelm.

Queena's eyes had darkened, and the wail of bagpipes filtered through from outside.

lan was now certain he was in Windhelm.

"You broughtback to Windhelm?"

The research facility's earthquake. What kind of person could have brought him back home? This woman was no simple matter.

A sense of wariness grew within him, though he kept his expression neutral.

"Yeah, this is my hometown, a small fishing village."

lan nodded, then asked, "What's going on outside?"

"Dad fell off the roof and passed away. The neighbors are helping prepare the wake. Did we disturb you?"

"No, it's fine."

over the loss of their father, but

asking if she had

typical person think

against the bedside, aware that any slight movement sent pain coursing

"Got a phone?"

needed to contact Dylan, or get in touch with Fitch and the

"No."

backwater village, one could still find a phone. After all,

from the world.

trade, and where there's trade, there's bound to be

mustered his strength, leaning on the wall for support.

any of the people outside

through scenarios in her mind, but seeing lan nearing

struck him on

just awake, passed out

witnessed the scene from outside the window, was petrified, her

had brought her to this continuously shut door, never expecting to see Queena strike someone with a

instinctively running towards the main hall to share the

scream, Queena burst out

After all, the village was full of good-hearted people;

that

turn the corner, she

trembling

didn't even have a chance to cry out before she lay

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