The pit. Curt.
"Could you give me some moments of words with her?"
Litu pleaded, eating the guard up with a persuasive gaze. Such he hadn't worn since quite a while.
"Why should I trust you, carrier?"
The guard scorned, his thick voice filling the air with threat. Litu only shook his head and replied,
"On my life. If I escape, take me down at first attempt. Just give me some moments with her -- them."
He had occasionally shared his gaze amongst the three: his wife, daughter and the guard.
"I will take the words of the gods instead."
The guard said at last after hesitating. He dropped the rope inside the pit as Litu held unto it and began to climb out. The rope was tied to the base of a huge oak tree not far from the mouth of pit. Twas always only with a guard.
As soon as he climbed outta the pit, he walked closer to his wife. He stared at her for a while not sure what to say or do.
