Chapter 21 : laying traps

Serena’s Pov

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm golden glow over the village as laughter filled the air. I sat around the fire with Baird’s companions and the villagers. The evening was cheerful, the air thick with the scent of roasting meat and the sound of crackling flames. It was a rare moment of peace and joy, and I cherished every second of it.

As the night grew deeper, the villagers began to say their goodbyes. They approached me, their faces lit with gratitude and warmth. “Thank you, Serena. Tonight was wonderful,” said Cervine, one of the villagers. I smiled back, feeling a sense of belonging that was still new and exhilarating.

Just then, Baird stood up, his commanding presence drawing everyone’s attention. “Wait,” he said, his voice steady and kind. “Before you go, my warriors will escort you home and share some of the meat we have stored.”

A murmur of surprise rippled through the villagers. “Oh no, Baird, we can’t accept that,” Cervine protested,