Chapitre 121: House of hope

He jolted his head to Alden. "Don't give her weird ideas."

Alden was thinking. "Even though I said it out of spur, it's not a bad idea."

"That's a ridiculous idea."

"Is that so? Then answer me this, you said yourself; that she won't stop, if so, do you plan on sheltering all of them? How do you plan on paying for all that?" finally she asked, "do you even what they call us behind our backs?"

Valora hasn't heard of that. "What do you mean?"

"Slave keepers some call us. Lovers of the brown-skinned, the others. They say that we are planning to fight against the kingdom when it is at its weakest."

"We are only trying to help," she blurted.

"Valora, they don't know about that. They only see what they want to see."

Valora felt guilty. Guilty of letting Alden be called names. Guilty of giving the ones outside hope and more than she felt guilty, in letting Ana die.

"Give me five days, Alden," she said. "I will try to find some means for them."