Yorda stopped in her tracks when Cain spoke next. She could understand him! That alone got her to turn shakily to face him.
"Who are you?" Yorda croaked. "How do you know this language?"
Her mother had said it was dead. Dead and they were the only two that spoke it. Another way to keep Yorda isolated. Another way to keep her precious vessel from fleeing.
She took a few hesitant steps back any time Cain seemed to be getting closer.
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"Who are you?" Yorda croaked. "How do you know this language?"
Her mother had said it was dead. Dead and they were the only two that spoke it. Another way to keep Yorda isolated. Another way to keep her precious vessel from fleeing.
She took a few hesitant steps back any time Cain seemed to be getting closer.