We were a few miles into the Forest.
I had taken first watch, so when I woke the fire was out, the sun had risen, and Belapi was consuming some chocolate cake.
“I thought we’d told Damur not to magic up any food after that sushi incident?” I asked as I stretched out my limbs.
“Nah, this was just here, waiting for us!” she replied, in-between mouthfuls.
I slapped the cake away.
“You find cake in the forest and you start eating it?” I berated.
I unaware that this was a test to weed out the ‘impure of heart’, obviously.