Rose rubbed her arms when the cold night air nipped at her skin. It wasn't cold like this when she spent the night in the mountains. The dress she wore now wasn't thick enough to protect her from the cold, but she was bearing with it because food was more important than being warm.
"Good night," Rose greeted the two guards after Zayne. It looked like they had worked hard doing the cooking so she thought of cleaning up after them.
Rose was disappointed by the lack of response or even a look her way to acknowledge her presence. It was the same way when she was at the camp. They didn't want anything to do with outsiders so it was best she stayed to herself.
It wouldn't be good to make enemies where she was staying now.
Zayne noticed how they ignored her. He couldn't leave Rose in the hands of two fools who wouldn't pay her any mind. "Have you forgotten how to return greetings or must I teach you?"
"Good night," the guards returned Rose's greeting.
