Rion once again met up with Karhun, and both of them began to march towards the chieftain's hut.
As they walked, Karhun mumbled in an apologetic tone, "I am sorry for the salt."
Rion furrowed his brows, patted him on the back and responded with a faint smile, "It's okay. Mistakes are just a part of our lives; all that matters is that you learn something out of them."
Kahrun looked into his eyes and gave him a quick nod before entering his own thoughts.
A few minutes later, they stood before the chieftain's hut and knocked at its door.
Tkk! Tkk!
The door creaked open, and Valak's red-haired wife greeted them with a faint smile. "Come in, both of you."
They gave her a slight nod and stepped inside.
Just as they stepped inside, their eyes fell on the other wives of Valak, who were chatting with dejected looks.
"It's been a decade, but there's no result..."
"I know... Am I not good enough to birth a Dhaevrak?"
