Adara sipped the juice and sat up straighter as another man joined them in the kitchen. He stood behind Karani and placed his hand on her shoulder. She assumed he must be her husband. He was tall, well-built, and he seemed important. He had grayish eyes and brown hair, but he carried himself with confidence.
“So, you’re the girl running around in our garden.” He was smiling as well and Adara felt a blush creep onto her cheeks, and she looked down. He must have been right outside the door because James hadn’t left the room to tell him.
“I’m sorry. I got lost in the forest,” she said quickly. She was feeling guilty. These people were welcoming and nice, and it made her feel bad for lying. Was this how normal people lived? Her mind got stuck at normal. They looked normal and felt normal, bu
