It seemed like a hundred years away.
He wandered back to the window and gazed out at the buildings on the other side of the bridge. His master was in there somewhere. Nick wished he could see Todd, even for a few seconds. It didn’t matter if Todd wouldn’t know he was looking and they couldn’t talk. Scratching absently at the brand hidden by his tunic, Nick turned away from the window and let the curtain drop back into place.
A bell sounded, announcing it was dinnertime, and Nick was hungry. Besides, he needed to walk the grounds, learn where things were and find hiding places, should he or Todd need one. He’d have free run of all the common areas of the sanctuary. Only the slaves’ individual rooms were non-common areas. The dining area and attached main kitchen were in a separate building.