#Chapter 10 Hospitality

“My name is Blade,” the dark-skinned man said with a polite smile. “I’m the leader of this patrol… Usually, we’d have more space for visitors, but we’ve been getting more people lately, so I’m sorry in advance for the accommodations.” Daphne shook her head, “It’s better than the forest and we’re grateful.” Blade nodded and led them further into the city. They passed through the busiest part of town and headed up a hill. Nearby was a sturdy-looking building and a large field where werewolves seemed to be training. Between them was a modest house that reminded her a bit of her little cabin. A pang of longing went through her at the thought. What would become of all her books and things? Would someone find it and move in? Had the werewolves destroyed it? “That building there is the dungeon,” Blade said, pulling her out of her thoughts. “And the training grounds are over there. Don’t worry about the dungeon too much. There is always a guard there, and we’ve never had a breakout.” H