Chapter 15. Home

I couldn’t understand where Rhysand was taking me. The roads were dust filled with gray and brown houses which looked ready to collapse any moment, even though we were wearing cloaks covering our faces entirely and it was evening making it dark, Rhysand’s large masculine build made people in path pave a way for us.

Their clothes were tattered and worry of the unknown clouding their senses, despite the fear lingering in the air, a smile etched on my face as I saw children playing with mud throwing it at each other’s faces laughing out loud.

Rhysand’s hand clasped around my own tightened as we rounded a street. He started walking faster dragging me behind him till we stopped in front of a small one story building with paint wearing off its walls.

Rhysand took out a rusty key opening the door which was made of heavy iron, it provided a little sense of security in such trepidation looming in the area…safety. Rhysand opened the door watching me take in the surroundings.