Chapter Twelve
Meikah sat up, trying to see Rafe in the darkness. She reached blindly for him, not surprised when he took hold of her hand. “Did anything happen while I slept?”
“It was quiet. There were a few sentient zombies out there, but they didn’t come close.”
“I always thought sentient zombies were peaceful.” Meikah drew her hand from his.
“It depends on how they are raised,” Kellan said.
She looked in Kellan’s direction, wondering how well he could see. “What do you mean?”
“The will of the one who raised them has been forced upon them. It overrides their own desires and can go against the choices they want to make.”
“It’s wrong,” Livia said. “Like they’ve enslaved someone. Worse than raising spirits or non sentient zombies.”
“Why would they do it?” Meikah looked towards Livi
