Chapter 387

Hassar broke in and demanded the men leave. She also demanded they stop calling me sister. It offended her that they would use the sacred bond she shared with her family to imply slavery.

Damien didn’t flinch as he faced her. “You will understand one day,” he promised her. “This is not our slave; she is our sister.”

My men were taken away and Hannah handed me a small, wooden square. Inside the square was a black and white drawing of Jonathan surrounded by his brothers.

“One of the families here can draw,” Kennedy explained. “We brought them here and told them what we wanted them to do. There is nothing in this camp like a printer. They exist, but we do not have access.”

Hannah had tears in her eyes as she ran a finger over Jonathan’s image.

“This is from just a moon ago. The boys saw something in the sky and they all looked at the camera at the same time. It struck me as something you would want,” she said softly.

It was something I would want. I