Bab 174: Scene CLXXIV

The squeal of rats was heard, causing her lids to tighten as she felt the small creature run past and between her feet, swallowing the scream as she held tightly to the man in disgust at the sensation.

'Ngh! Good lords, please lead us out of here soon…!' — Ewelina prayed in desperation as her limb shook off the unpleasant feel of small feet. Gripping her husband's arm as a way to find comfort.

"... You weren't as afraid even against Hœttr's beasts. Rats do nothing, Fatædi."

"I... I dislike them… I… perhaps it is because they are small… I have had poor experiences with them…"

"... Like what."

'... Like them nibbling on my hair if I laid down and eating my little food… listen to their sound every night, eating the insects and even trying to live on my feet while I slept…' — Thinking about some of the many reasons, Ewelina's visage scowled in nauseating dislike, mumbling a simple answer for the man to have. — "Bad experiences… I do not want to recall."