It was still a surprise to Mayti, everything that had happened tonight.
How she had gone from being in the dinning hall with Kuftan by her side, to the dungeon and now free in the carriage to go back home.
By Ignas, it was a wonder, but still she couldn't stop the slight shakiness of her body, as it remained tensed to any possible danger that might be lurking around.
She wasn't out of the woods yet.
She knew.
Someone knocked on her carriage window and she jumped in her skin, startled beyond doubt, before she reached for it, hesitating even as she did that, till she couldn't stop herself anymore and just finally lifted the carriage's window.
It was the face she had been expecting.
Basti.
The Village Head of Inaymi's most trusted warrior. He was at his master beck and call, serving him like a loyal dog.
That had been what Mayti used to be to Kuftan until tonight.
The built, bald man, smiled at her, revealing his gap teeth under the dim moonlight.