Two kids who were playing rock and stone in the cellar were the first thing Rory saw, all the while their nana was sitting on the side munching on a piece of bread.
They were in a hidden area of the place, so no one has found them.
The boys remained quiet, though they were giggling every once in a while. The spices also help hide their scent, which was great.
“Hello!” He waves at them.
The kids scattered to nana, while the woman just tried to raise her head to where she heard his voice, smiling.
“Mister Rory! I’m glad you’re all right,” she says.
The two boys quickly bowed their heads. “Good morning, sir.”
It made him smile, seeing that somehow they were much more relax and less hostile than last time.
“Sorry, we help ourselves to some of the food because you haven’t come back.”
