Chapter 13
Sincerity
As she walked, Sincerity made a list in her head of the supplies she would take. Usually, the trees provided all the food she needed, but she didn't know what she would find beyond Goblinton's thorn walls, and she wasn't about to go out there unprepared. Food, rope, extra clothes, some kind of weapon. Perhaps a club? As she approached the castle, she stopped short. There was a large man standing out front. He wasn't one of her subjects and he looked dangerous with a shaved head and a mass of scar tissue where one of his eyes should be. Then she recognized him. “Marcos?”
“Sara.” With a broad smile he stepped forward but then hesitated.
To heck with hesitation. She ran toward him and through her arms around him, her hands squeezing the fabric of his broad back. His g
