Chapter Fifty-six

Putting the mysterious potion into Nikjin’s food turned out to be more challenging than Erin had envisaged. With Rowana safely tucked away in the bleeding hut, that left she, Mizzah, and Timah to oversee the preparation of their lord’s meal.

There was so much care and attention that went into the cooking and laying out of the food, that one would think that the women were preparing a feast for a respectable leader, instead of a bully who delighted in hurting everyone around him. Erin was amazed that it had never occurred to any of the other women to poison their captor’s food and end their misery. Was it Stockholm’s syndrome that kept them hooked and loyal to him or was it just plain fear?

They fussed and primped over the meal until Erin was sure that she was going to lose her mind if she has to keep watching them go at it for one more second.

“Is Lord Nikjin having guests over at his place tonight or is all this food for him alone?” Erin asked dryly.

“You know our lord loves variety,