Chapter 1107: Meeting
The walk back from Stella's house to the main building was not long, but it was enough for Hesta to sort through her thoughts. Though the day was nearly over, this moment could still serve as a crucial turning point—every chore had ended here, and what awaited her next was an unexpected encounter.
Hesta had never imagined this day would come so quickly.
Her figure was blurred by the night, yet the women guarding the main building spotted her at once. The first to see Hesta raced back to the camp in the rear courtyard and shouted to everyone in their own language—the red-haired Salima had returned!
The noisy camp immediately fell silent, so much so that Hesta hesitated briefly when she entered. She looked at Victoria, who stood by the gate leading into the rear courtyard. "Have they all gone to sleep?"
Victoria merely shook her head. "They're all waiting for you."
Hesta's throat moved slightly—until this moment, she still had not figured out what attitude she should take toward the women summoned here by her Prophetic Dream.
"Then let's go." Hesta spoke softly to Victoria. "The last thing for today."
Eunice and Jahadorei were already standing in the courtyard. They did not like this place, and were even startled by the sheer number of Whale Folk—Saler people—in Hesta's rear courtyard. Though neither had spoken, they were both thinking the same insulting thought: in Hesta's eyes, were they any different from the Whale Folk in this courtyard?
That was entirely possible. After all, Hesta came from District 3, and this was the arrogance of many District 3 people—they simply did not care about the divisions of bloodlines within District 12.
For that very reason, Eunice and Jahadorei stood pressed tightly against the outer wall beside the