Chapter 874. Pubescent Little Child

Chantel Aeden Revia

"Lexc-" Before I could call out to him to ask if he's almost ready, I heard a conversation going on right outside of our tent. It intrigued me, so I stepped toward it. I didn't have any weapons on me at the moment. I had one dagger, but I think it was in Lexcis's pocket right now. I was wearing a blue one-piece, a combination of pants and a shirt. It wasn't ugly, but it wasn't beautiful either. But that's beside the point; the point is that I was weaponless, in an unremarkable outfit, with wet hair.

"Ask them," a deep voice instructed someone else.

"How am I supposed to ask that? Not after you idiots practically abducted them," I thought that was Emir's voice, but I wasn't sure. I hadn't heard his voice since he was a pubescent little child.

"You've seen their broadcast. They need as much help as we do."

We do? I don't fucking think that we