Zandra sat up wandering if she should take them to him now, she had chosen. But he did say in the morning to bring them to him, he was most likely asleep. Sighing she got up and sat the carvings on the dresser, in the morning she would tell him. Getting back in the bed she laid there looking at the carvings through the darkness of her room. She could just see their outlines from where she laid. Her heart beat slowing as she laid there, relaxing. Every now and then her nerves jumped at the house settling. But soon after she would calm herself.