Capítulo 123: The Bitter Straw

Darrach had happily followed Donncahd around the camp as the man oversaw the camp's construction.

Donncahd simply ignored the goat's existence. Although he never stumbled over the kid, it was more like...

Darrach wasn't a concern for him. He neither hurt nor accommodated the little goat that enthusiastically trundled after him.

Darrach ran and skipped and occasionally stopped to chew on grass, while happily keeping pace with the towering man. Even as they approached, Rache had to smile a bit to herself.

Seeing Donncahd followed by a cute, fluffy ball of kid was a more amusing sight than she wanted to admit.

It was...

A very sweet distraction from the oppressive reality of the beast that had carried in the air with them since they came across the lost town. And of the traumatized boy sleeping fitfully across from her.

Donncahd's red eyes settled on her as he reached the carriage once more.