Chapter 428 Even The Prisons Were Not That Cruel
Chapter 428 Even The Prisons Were Not That Cruel
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Drew should have expected that same question again, but it didn't make it any easier for him. So, he relayed the shit that had happened to Elodie one more time, while the woman stared at him like he was the spawn of Satan.
Maybe he was or maybe, he was just a man who had been out on a mission and didn't expect to be entangled in all of this. But then even as he relayed it to Elodie.
Again, the woman had a blank face, one that seemed to be judging him with every ounce of her being. She despised him, that was no secret but to do, and if she said it to him without expressing it like she always was doing at the moment.
There were days when all that Drew had wanted was to see Elodie again, but today, he wasn't so sure anymore. This kind of bullshit made him want to forget what it felt like to have the sun rise and set on the same day with him.
It wasn't healthy at all, but then it wasn't like he had found himself in the healthiest of the packs, right? There was trauma upon trauma in this one and regardless of how he chose to look at it, nothing was ever going to change.
"There, are you satisfied now?" Drew asked and Elodie still stared at him blankly.
She wasn't getting any emotional show, or maybe it was because she was still beating herself up for leaning on the nearest available shoulder for her when she saw Mbali's body.
Perhaps that was not what should have happened, but who was to tell what the fuck needed to happen in this space? Who was to explain to him the basics of humanity let alone the basics of the Savasci brains?
There was no real way of figuring them out and so he had to wait for whatever judgment Elodie Kane was about to pass on him.
Oh, how it was crazed.
"So Mbali was off the ship, or she was turned to glass?" Elodie asked after a long silence and Drew sighed dramatically. No matter what he did, this woman was always going to suspect him.
There was no denying that already. It didn't matter if he was here for the best of the best or if he was here as the captain. He was always going to be a sinner and the sooner he realized that the crazier his life would be.
It was a silent promise, a promise that came after they had seen the amount of chaos they had been thrust into when He had lost eh family. They didn't want that much chaos in someone else's life.
Besides, Elodie had seen how much the sailors trusted Drew and it reminded her of who they turned Hair with all of them. It was like Hawi could say something that didn't sit right with them and they would trust her nonetheless because she always knew better.
She always never wanted to put them through pain as they had no reason whatsoever to distrust the one person who led them selflessly, however crazy she was. The same applied to Drew and his people.
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"What?" Drew asked, not understanding the woman anymore.
"Go again. I need to hear the details," Elodie insisted and Drew tried to protest only for Elodie to drink darkly at him as if to tell him that he didn't have much of an option at the moment.
"What the fuck do you mean, woman?" Drew insisted even though he thought it was pointless. He wouldn't be forced to this, but was there much of a choice for him at the moment when the sun was already down?
"I said, " I need to know what happened. So go again. Tell me what happened with my sister and the knights. Is that too hard for you to do or did you have shit in your ears?" Elodie asked boredly and Drew sighed.
Defeatedly, the captain recounted the events of the early morning as many times as he could. Each time, Elodie insisted that she needed more. It was like torture for Drew, but then he couldn't blame her.
He knew she just wanted to know why her friend was hurting and that was okay. Perhaps Drew was a little too unstable to understand the woman, but what else could he do if this was what penance looked like for him?
So he went, again, and again, and again, that he could almost know the words that would come out of his mouth next. He sounded like someone reciting a sonata, only that this was the kind that tortured him endlessly.
At the thirtieth recap, Drew was done trying to understand. Not even Awuor Hawi Sicario could be this cruel to him.
"I understand you, Elodie, I really do. But sweetheart, prison is a better place than what you are putting me through right now. Take me to the dungeons, it's a better place than all of this," Drew sighed.
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