Chapter 4 Shauna
The guard at the door shot Shauna a look as her stomach growled for the fifth time in as many minutes. It felt like her stomach was trying to eat itself. She tried not to focus on her stomach, or that because of the shackles on her wrists, Shauna hadn’t been able to feel her hands for several hours. She shifted again, trying to find a more comfortable seat on the cold ground. The guard walked out of the tent, and she looked around again. She strained against the chains, trying to see into the far edges of the tent before slumping back into the chair. There isn’t any sign that Philippe had been in this tent. Please let him be okay, she implored the Goddess. Her injuries ached, and she shifted again, trying to relieve the pain in throbbing in her side.
Please let him be o
