bread

Samantha

“You got any food?” asked Samantha.

They had bread, and she consumed voraciously. Big improvement.

Anisa was still out.

“Prithee, what is our state?” said Concord.

“Agarma didn’t follow procedure, so we took Samantha,” said John.

Concord looked back. Samantha was sitting, eating, tears streaming from her eyes, staring ahead. She looked to Anisa, who was sitting slumped to the side. “Anisa?”

“We’re engaged, now,” muttered Anisa.

“No you’re not,” said John. “She’s okay. Rattled from the guillotine.”

“I’ve seen guillotines before,” said Anisa.

“We’re going back to Felkner now, right Anisa?” said John.

Anisa was quiet.

“We’re going to Felkner,” said John.

“Straight to Felkner?” said Concord.

“Through Gelmton,” said John.

They sat in silence for a minute. “Doesn’t look like we’re being pursued,” said John. “Agarma is probably as shocked as you. He wouldn’t try arresting you, anyways.”

“Maybe,” said Anisa.