Time Of Traitors

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"Shut up, you bastard!" I see that you can barely stand on your feet, and look to the d'ahs yourself go. Go get some water and don't get in the way! she ordered.

Kres did not need to be asked twice - he was already rushing with all his might to the river with buckets. Outside, he was greeted with a frightened squeal by the children who came to say goodbye to their grandfather. Sosha and Alka wept bitterly, Vassa tried to look stern, although his eyes were wet. The rest of the company, led by Ieassa, froze a little further away, their eyes wide open to the limits allowed by nature. From one look at the new inhabitant of the Skin House, a couple of guys immediately took to their heels, the rest were simply nailed to the place out of fear. When Cres, swearing to himself with the very last words, returned with full buckets of water, the kids were already helping Kisha with Ada.

“If only I knew what… I would have brought…” Kisha muttered, wringing out a rag and laying it on Ada’s forehead.