Chapter 177. So Much Sickness

They went off the road and opposite of where they were meant to be heading. It didn't take long for Doris to see a bit of a small village up ahead in another camp style that reminded her of Enzo's. This one was about half the size of his own.

The fog was still heavy and thick, she couldn't tell if there were any people outside or if they were all inside. They came to a stop at the stables, William slid off and helped Doris before he followed Enzo. His shoulders were tense with his inner rage wanting to come out, but surprisingly he managed to contain himself. Perhaps he was already back into his role as prince and wanted to make it stick.

"Just- just up here." The man coughed. He staggered a little before he led them to one of the larger cabins. Inside, it was worse than she expected. There were rows and rows of cots that had sick people in them. Half of them looked like ghosts and the other half already looked dead.

"This isn't all of them, two more cabins are full