Chapter 195

We heard men coming toward us and talons from the other direction. I stood up and took Hannah’s hand. We walked briskly toward our dwelling.

As we walked Hannah told me we shouldn’t talk about it. I agreed and squeezed her hand. This must be our secret.

My men were anxiously waiting for us when we got back. Word had been sent we would miss dinner, so they had been instructed to bring food back for me.

“We are glad you are back,” Christof sighed pulling me into a hug.

Hannah had long been trained not to fuss when we showed each other affection, but she still hated it. As my men greeted me, she sat on a chaise watching them with angry eyes. I wondered as I often did if every female hated men this much.

“Hungry, Mama,” she said reaching for me.

It was one of her favorite tricks to keep me away from my men. She knew they couldn’t touch her, so she took her time ‘feeding’ to keep me away from them. Unfortunately, I was hungry, too.

“Christof can