Chapter124:

“She’s out in the courtyard, dumping the scraps in the hog trough.” Rosy gestured with her thumb. “She stays out there a little longer than necessary, but I cut the girl a little slack. Poor, pathetic thing.” “Thank you, Rosy.” Kit patted her shoulder, and the woman dipped her head as if she’d been touched by an angel of the goddesses. Kit headed in the direction indicated and saw Blankka out one of the windows before she even opened the door. Remarkably, her guards didn’t budge from their posts. Blankka was humming softly as Kit approached. It wasn’t recognizable due to her deformity, but it was refreshing to know she could still make utterances. What it would be like to have one’s tongue cut out, Kit couldn’t imagine. She turned her head at Kit’s approach and grew silent, her eyes darting around as if she wasn’t sure whether she should run away or try to hide. She did neither, her feet planted firmly in the dirt near the pig pen. Kit absently wondered if she may be eating one of thes