Chapter 71: Taran

"The smell!" I exclaim, covering my nose and mouth.

Diogo chuckles and places his broad hand on my back, guiding me out of the barn and back into the fresh air. I'd known livestock would have a smell, but I wasn't expecting it to be so horrendous. I suck in mouthfuls of fresh air and wave a hand in front of my face.

"This is why we keep the stables to this side of the city where there are fewer residents. But honestly baby, it's really not that bad. They're much worse in the summer."

"How long have you had these barns?" I wave toward the four rows of buildings housing Sanctuary's livestock.

"I organized the farm and food supplies when I became Warlord. We've been expanding slowly over the past two decades."

I frown toward the barns my mind racing at the possibilities. "If you've been doing this for so long, I don't understand why you haven't expanded faster. Created a more plentiful food source for all the sectors."