Lilith is still in trouble; she’s still being hunted. She seems scared of being caught but not necessarily afraid of the people who are chasing her…if that makes any sense?
We were on the road; the sun was hanging low in the sky and the world was very quite around us. Lilith and I were both lost in our own thoughts when we heard it - the sound of hooves. We quickly ducked into the bushes. With our bellies flat on the ground we watched as two riders swiftly approached only to stop right in front of us. Their conversation went something like this:
“I swear I saw two people up here.”
“Well then, why do we care? We’re looking a girl, right? One girl, not two.”
“Maybe she’s made a friend, you idiot.”
“Rumor has it she was raised in Malignais. You know how twisted she must be? Who would make friends with a girl like that?”
They rode off after that. Lilith and I stayed lying there on the ground for a while. I don’t know what Malignais is but I could feel that their words had upset Lilith. I don’t know what they had meant by twisted but Lilith seems peaceful and kind to me. So, we just stayed there for a bit, giving her time.