Chapter Ten (Isla)

I awoke noticing someone had bandaged my back with whatever cloth they could find, mostly pieces of my shirt. I looked at Anders and Thane, who were now both awake. Confused. I uttered, “Why?”

“I told you, your wounds needed tending.” Anders stated simply.

“And I told you, let the pieces fall where they may.” I retorted grumpily, sick of the weird dreams and nightmares of my parents. Now, to top it off, I had a bipolar cellmate. Shall I kill the lass or help her? I’ll help her and kill her later. Again, mimicking his voice in my head. “You should’ve left it, but thank you.” I grumbled at barely a whisper, surprised I hadn’t woken up when he had bandaged it.

Thane looked at me, puzzled. “What are you thanking us for?" he paused and continued, "Why are you here, lass?"

I shrugged. “For bandaging my back. They think I know something I don’t, or I don’t know maybe the same reason you guys hunted me.?” I accused, causing him to flinch.

"I am sorry about that," he looked at Anders. "I d