Radagast woke early the next morning to an empty bed. His heart beat fast. He checked her cupboard. All her things were still there. Where could she be? Taking a quick shower, the bathroom steamed up. With a towel around his waist, he walked over to the basin.
“Gone running. Love you.” Written on the mirror made him smile.
“And you couldn’t wake me up to go with you?” He sighs out loud. At least he knew where she was now. He dressed and left for the dining room to get breakfast. A sweaty, fast-breathing Isobel walked in just as he was sitting down.
“Morning, sir.” She winked at him, kissing him on the cheek. Grabbing a glass of orange juice, she walked out the door. “I’ll be back after my shower.” She shouted over her shoulder. Radagast was stunned at what had just happened. He looked a
