In the back corridors of the Summer Villa, used almost exclusively by servants, Samira crept slowly along the wall of a hallway that led to the kitchens.
Her legs burned with fatigue from all of the walking she'd done, and her back ached from the strain of supporting the weight of her belly. Just the number of times she'd climbed up and down stairs had already pushed her limits, but trying to remain quiet and undetected made every step more exhausting.
When she'd reached the store rooms near the kitchens, she was startled to find a pair of burly men already looting the place. Clearly, she wasn't the only one who was looking to run away in the confusion of the demon attack, but she hadn't imagined that there would be people stealing food when the battle had only just begun.
