Chapter 8 - I don't believe it's a secret.

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A servant was watching over Vince when Naya entered the room. The guard with her went back to his post and to report to his majesty, the King. She asked the servant for a mortar and pestle. A certain section of the room contains a couple of buckets with water. A basin has been prepared for the towel. She smiled to herself. This is the first time she’d seen such a luxury. She took a smaller basin and washed the leaves. She sighed again as she remembered how she forgot to ask for salt as well. She’s been scattered since she got injured. She cracked her neck, the stretching making her feel a bit better. Crouching too much earlier made her back and neck uncomfortable. The servant came back and she apologizingly asked for a measure of salt and maybe some kitchen cloth and cords for tying. T

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