[Esgallhugwen]

Gudryn's eyes opened lazily with her grumbling stomach, a shrill panic ran down her back.

Where am I?

She lied perfectly still under her blankets trying to gain her bearings. Blinking the tears out of her eyes she looked around the room.

She couldn't recognise a thing, and it was strangely comforting to her. Her memories drifted back and she smiled poking her head out from under the quilt.

A few familiar voices were talking, followed by the sound of shuffling feet out of the door as she opened her brown eyes fully. More footsteps. She sat up in bed and saw an elderly woman with a tray in her hands.

Gudryn's stomach growled incessantly, she could smell food and it smelled very tasty, too tasty even for the word tasty. The elder seemed kindly but more weathered then the one she had known, before she left the ruffian.

She rubbed the sleep and tears from her eyes when she was greeted by the warm friendly face.

"Hello dear, care for some breakfast?"

"Why, yes I do", was her reply and she took the tray in her lap gladly, for a time forgetting how sore and stiff her body was. She began to shovel the food into her mouth with no sign of stopping.

"Careful now, we wouldn't want your stomach to turn all that good food back up now would we?

She shook her head and began to eat more slowly. Most of the people walked out and left Gudryn to her breakfast.

Gudryn was nearly done when three men walked in with the older lady, one of them looked like a child at first glance. She took a second look and he gave her a wink.

Her lips quirked into a smile, she wondered who the other man was, he looked rough around the edges.