Chapter 154 - How The Twisted Grow (1)

The next few days passed without incident. All of the adults marched into the wagons to mine all day until they were ridden back only to be stuffed in their cages once more. Their stomachs were still empty. The guards still cruel. No one ever caught Fetu or Strelitzia on the nights where they met to train and hone their bodies as much as they could. She wasn't showing yet though the morning sickness never seemed to ease. Days melted into weeks where she could scarcely hold down more than a bite of cooked insects or watery soup with lumps of what could have been rat meat.