Chapter 8: In the Water
The next day, Tarah woke up alone early in the morning. It seemed that Prince Ezekiel was already out even when the sun was yet to rise. Preparing herself, she was about to step out when Cora entered her tent again, carrying a tray of breakfast for her.
"Milady, please have breakfast first," Cora informed her. "Prince Ezekiel has to eat with his men, so he told me to dine with you just in case you’re uncomfortable eating alone."
Tarah nodded in agreement. She would love to look around and tend to the wounded as much as she could, but breakfast came first.
"By the way, where are you from, Milady?" Cora casually asked. "From what kingdom are you from?"
"I was born in the kingdom of Zion," Tarah answered as she began eating some bread.
"Is your family still there?" Cora asked. "Isn’t it..."
Cora was unable to continue her question, so Tarah took the initiative to finish the thought for her. "Yes, it’s now a fallen kingdom under Helion’s rule. I have no family left. They all died during the siege," she morosely stated. "Devon murdered them all, and I was fortunate to be away when it happened. I’m a wanderer, so I’m usually not at home."
Some of the details she said weren’t true, but they weren’t entirely wrong either.
"I’m sorry," Cora muttered, bowing her head low.