Inside the room, Ka'z quietly shut the wooden door behind them before glancing over his shoulder to ensure nobody had followed. Without another word, he lightly stomped the ground with his foot.
Mana surged beneath the floor as the earth shifted in response to his will. Stone slowly rose from beneath the doorway, forming a thick wedge that pressed tightly against the bottom of the door. It wasn't an unbreakable seal, but anyone trying to force the door open from the outside would immediately alert them.
Only after satisfying himself did he finally turn around.
Za'r had already sat down on the haystack bed. Her hands rested neatly on her lap while she watched him with an expression caught somewhere between nervousness and anticipation. Her cheeks remained faintly pink from everything that had happened outside, and the way she avoided meeting his eyes for more than a second made it painfully obvious what she thought was about to happen.
