Chapitre 393: Chapter 393: A Soft Bed

Sarah still fumed about his insensitive teasing when a bell sounded and Sarah went to the door. "Open," she said, hoping that would work. Her next battle would be to convince Zaar that he should give her access to the door. If she didn't kill him the next time she saw him.

The wall slid apart to reveal a grinning Srinisisa with a stoic warrior standing behind her. "I have permission to spend an hour with you."

Those words rubbed Sarah the wrong way all over again. How was this any better than the camps if Srinisisa had to ask permission to spend an hour with her? After Zaar's inhuman teasing, she wasn't in the mood to be confronted by their arrogance. "Please come in."

Srinisisa stepped inside while her warrior stood outside. "I have brought you some things for sewing. The Zyrgin told my warrior that you make clothes." She eyed Sarah's jeans. "I'd love to have clothes like that."