Around The Courtyard

Naomi, on the other hand, was currently hoarding as much food as possible and then sitting alone in a corner somewhere far from the rabble and closer to the divine entities that roamed these lands.

She had not eaten much in a while and was constantly in need of checking if her food was poisoned; she would spit most of it out or simply prepare it by herself. However, she never really learned how to cook so the most she could make were things like boiled beef and potatoes.

Now she was here with a feast that couldn't be poisoned, and even if it was, it wouldn't work. The perfect place to stuff herself, but she must do so quietly and without anyone noticing, lest they see her in a moment of weakness and use it as blackmail.

Naomi smiled for once as she started to shovel down the food down her throat while behind some stairs,, laughing and crying to herself, enjoying the feeling of both good food and as well as safety. That was until she heard a voice behind her.