Chapter 17: The Slingshot
Her mind a blank, Kia didn’t resist when Tíogari hustled her out of the crowd. The journey through Ylväs Suq’s different levels, through a tea shop and up a set of rickety stairs went unnoticed. The thunderous beat of her heart, pounding a rage-fueled rhythm, drowned out everything else. The rap of their guide knocking on a door brought her back to herself. She glanced around and found herself at the end of a vaguely familiar corridor.
The next minute a pair of burly arms enfolded her in a tight hug. “Welcome, Lady Kia.” The burly rosy-cheeked man, his head, upper lip and jaw covered in bright red curly hair, released her, grinning. “Come in, come in.” He ushered them both inside. “I’m glad to see you recovered.” His gaze fell to her stomach. “Is all well with y
