CHAPTER FIVE
MIRA
Rispan had rushed out the door before I could say anything else. He was right though; he needed to get that tracker out of here right away. Korashéna’s cloak had been set aside while Gralbast was removing the bracelet. I could see she hadn’t been treated well. She was filthy. Her hair was matted and the bits of clothing she was wearing were dirty and barely covered her. There were also bruises showing; some of them looked recent and others were at various stages of healing. I reached out my hand and stopped when I saw her tense up.
“Probably the first thing we should do is get you cleaned up and into some proper clothes.” I smiled, trying to put her at ease.
Then I realized that, appearing as a man, I probably wasn’t the best person for this.
“Come with me, please,”
