The Request for Knowledge

Asty stood in front of Errol and the human prisoner with a shaving tool in her hand. She took a deep breath knowing that it wasn't a good idea to bring a weapon inside the basement.

"Rule one, you are not allowed to touch me or hurt me in any way. Rule two, you can't grab or take the shave forcefully from my hands and lastly, rule three, you must be in your best behavior."

Asty brings out the loaves of bread in her pockets and hands it over to them. "I'm sorry, this is all that I could take. If Lana were to catch me making food for you, I would be questioned and you would be punished."

"It's alright. This is more than enough." Errol smiled at her and took a bite of the soft bread. "It's still hot—"

"Lana baked them. I asked her if I could take a few more for my snacks and she allowed me to do so."

"I see, thanks."

Asty turned her head at the other person insid