Chapter118:

Without looking at her, he jerked his head in the direction of a man sitting beneath a tree, drinking from a canteen and eating an apple. He was thin as a rail, his clothes dirty and torn, and he looked as if he hadn’t slept in ages. Kit crossed the rutted road and made her way over. The delivery carts pulled through a special gate in back of the castle. This was in addition to the gate in the castle wall on the main road. Kit had never spent any time at all back here. In fact, she thought the only time she’d ever even ventured this far to the back of the castle was one time when her father was showing her a second chapel nearer to his room. He went there to worship the goddesses each week, once her mother disallowed him to use her own chapel at the front of the castle, the one Kit’s Proem Ceremony had been held in. Kit sometimes visited the larger chapel to worship, though not often enough, she told herself. This part of the castle seemed foreign to her, and she decided she should bec