This guard was short and had a huge beard, looking something like a gnome to her. He glanced at the note and nodded abruptly before marching off.
“Thank you!” she piped. The other guard took the rear, and the three of them strolled through the evening city. The air was still warm, and people went about their work as if the time of day didn’t matter. She supposed it didn’t when your home was shattered and you had nowhere to sleep.
It was a decently long walk to Ekaja’s neighborhood, and Kinza was pleasantly surprised to see how full of life it was. The last time she had been here was with Zaid and Khalil when they were looking for Ekaja. But this entire neighborhood had been deserted, and they only found destroyed homes and shattered doors. Now people congregated at their neighbors’ doors
