Leonel had already expected as much, but he had yet to find a safe place to leave Aina.
Although Aina wasn't truly helpless and she could definitely fight if it came down to it, he would very much prefer that she didn't have to lift a single finger, not with the baby's delivery date just over the horizon.
That was when the door to the blacksmith quarters suddenly opened. Or, rather, the flaps.
It was so hot on the inside that they couldn't stand to have real doors and used these instead for some ventilation.
"Who's there?"
A middle-aged man with half his hair burnt off looked out. He scanned the area before his eyes landed on Aina, and he seemed to understand the situation.
"ELAINE!" he suddenly barked out.
"What the hell are you shouting for!?"
The sound of a valiant woman came from behind them. They looked over to find a home across the cobbled stone street, and Leonel understood the situation as well.
