The Invisible Chains - Part 1: Bonds Of Hate - Plot & Excerpts
She entered, sat at a table by herself, her back to the wall, and ordered one of three specialties the house offered. She wasn't particularly hungry and ate only a few spoonfuls of the stew and a small piece of the loaves of dark bread that accompanied it. It wasn't long before a young boy of about ten years joined her at the table.“Well, the tricks seem to be still the same. Make your move, boy, and give me a performance worth my money.”The boy looked at the almost untouched food and then at her with wistful eyes.“Lady, aren't you going to finish that?”“Are you hungry, lad?” Sobrathi asked. “Please, sit down and help yourself, you poor boy.”The boy smiled at her as if she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He looked like an angel. A dirty angel. Not particularly underfed, Sobrathi noticed. She shoved the plate before him and the boy began to eat with gusto. When he had finished he hugged her, thanking her profusely, saying she was the only person who had been nice to him in more than a week and almost started sobbing, while his little hand expertly searched her pouch for coins.
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