Danika and Sally were oblivious of the looks the townspeople gave them as they strode to Baski’s place.
As usual, they were in a world of their own. Danika supported Sally most of the time because Sally was still recovering. It easily winded her when she walked long distances. They rested every few moments. At one point, Danika started urging Sally to hop on her back, so she’d piggyback her.
“Never.” Sally was adamant when she refused. She wouldn’t even hear of it.
“Sally. I don’t want you to get more hurt because—”
“I’ll be fine, my princess. I can’t get on your back. You’re my princess, and I’m—”She looked horrified and shook her head. “It’s never happening.”
Danika stared at the stubborn tilt of her chin and took a deep breath. “You’re my best friend now, Sally. You’re not a maid
