A few people had begun to fraternise with one another. Serena kept to Silas' word and stuck close to Livia. The other woman did not seem the least bit bothered about it. They must have discussed it. The blonde woman kept her hand tied close to her back.
Serena had expected a small group of people to arrive from Dawnbreak, a meagre number of eight, but instead she was about to count about twelve people. She bit her lip in a nervous gesture. She, on the other hand, was a representative as the story went on, and she should have at least four people by her side, even if there was some sort of emergency.
It was the story she would tell if she was asked why she only had her right-hand woman, Charlotte, with her. But it was already too late to opt out of this little game.
