Broken Silence Page 15

  “Natalia!” I heard my dad yell from the back of the house. I got up and went to join them for dinner. I should probably enjoy the night while I could. Who knows when or if I would get to see them again.

  I found my parents already sitting at the table, holding hands and whispering. I sighed and sat down with a forced smile on my face.

  “Hi Dad, how was work today?” I knew asking about his work would bring the conversation to a safe place. He worked with the village elders to keep record of our people, traders, and buildings. He was proud of his work and gods know he loves to talk about it. As dad went on about work I committed their faces and smiles to memory. As dad finished talking, mom locked eyes on me and a worried look flashed across her features. She quickly smiled, trying to hide it.

  “Let’s all go to the square tonight. The musicians are probably already out there.” She suggested, trying her best to lighten the mood. More likely to distract me from asking why they were whispering.

  “Sounds good, mom. I’ll meet you there, I just wanted to clean up a bit first.” I said quickly. This would be a perfect opportunity to slip away without anyone trying to stop me.

  “We can wait for you, it’s not like you take that long.” Dad said with a smile. I got up and kissed his forehead and then mom’s.

  “No worries dad, go ahead. I want to take a bath and put some final touches on the sketches I started today.” I said in a sweet voice. “I love you guys, I’ll just see you there.”

  “Alright, love. See you there.” Mom said as they got up and left. I sat quietly in my room and waited to make sure they were completely on their way. I let out a sigh of relief as I grabbed my note and put it on the table. I gathered my satchel and filled my bottle with water. With one last glance around my home, I grabbed my cloak and left my quiet life behind.

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