Chapter 27

"My lady, sir, my name is Eneith.” She gestured to a pile of fabric on the bed. “My husband told me you needed some proper clothing, my lady, and—” here she glanced at Sophyra’s current garments—“I must say I agree. Those are not what such a beautiful lady should be wearing.” She glanced at Frank with a small smile. “Please take no offense, sir.”

Frank cocked his head and studied her curiously. “I am not offended, Eneith, but may I ask you a question?”

“Of course, sir.”

“I am very good at reading people, and I know for a fact that those villagers downstairs are terrified of something, but I do not get the same thing from you. Why is that?”

Eneith’s smile immediately turned into a scowl. “Cowards! They are all scared that if they say anything against Kardag, they will end up like Masym. The greedy fool tried to steal from the man and got caught. If you ask me, he got what he deserved.”

“Death?” Frank said. “Is that not a little harsh for stealing?”

“Depends on what he tried to steal, d
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