"Fine!... I will go with you." Rita replied, tightening her grip on Mimi.
The guards didn't think anything of it, feeling it should only be natural for her to be on edge when called by the man she deceived.
Could they blame their village Chief? No way!
This was what she deserved for hurting an innocent man and trying to sleep her way onto power when she knew she was but a former slave!
The men looked at her with both disgust and hidden lust in their eyes.
Even after so long, her beauty still radiated past the many village women.
And looking at her 11-year-old daughter, it's clear that the apple didn't fall far from the tree.
She too was growing up nicely.
For them, mortals and village folk, many married between 12~15, giving birth as fast as they could since one couldn't predict when a disaster would fall and wipe out their lineage.
Yes!
