Chapitre 96: A Slave To Fear

What he wanted was to take a walk with his disciple. What he got is a royal parade not of respect or admiration but of scornful gazes.

Getha walked delicately by Sango's side, doing her best to not outwalk his ridiculously sluggish steps. At first, she had walked behind him, until Sango told her to walk side by side with him.

"Master, is there something worrying you".

Sango has always had an expressionless face, and only in certain conditions does his expression render him readable, just like now.

He looks deep in thought with a lot of worries wandering through his thoughts.

"A year". Sango said in a whisper that only got to the ears of Getha.

She did not know what he meant by it or what sort of response should be given.

"Should we go someplace quieter?".