Predatory Marriage — Chapter 141. Urge for food (2)

Translator: Atlas / Editor: Regan

“Oh…”

The exclamation of amazement escaped her. It was really a panorama to admire. The limitless sand dunes have been much more stunning than she had imagined from the few strains of description she had learn in a guide.

She couldn’t conceal her pleasure. Her eyes sparkled as Ishakan laid his hand on her head to shade her. Leah was enthralled, trying on the panorama.

“Let me down, Ishakan!” She cried, after which realized how loud she had shouted and lowered her voice. “I need to stroll on the sand.”

Ishakan laughed and kissed Leah’s cheek. “I can’t, it’s too sizzling.”

Leah was nonetheless barefoot, having simply gotten away from bed. She may solely look regretfully on the sandy desert from Ishakan’s arms, after which turned her eyes nearer. The barracks have been close to an oasis, and he or she discovered it superb to see the palm timber and grass there, the one place within the limitless sea of sand that was tinged with inexperienced.

As Leah watched the rippling water, Ishakan approached the oasis and lowered Leah into the shade of a tree. The sand within the shade was a lot cooler, sheltered from the scorching solar.

The sensation of her naked toes sinking into superb sand was unusual. Leah seemed up at Ishakan, unable to maneuver ahead. He smiled, holding out his hand, and so they walked collectively throughout the sand.

There have been many date palms across the oasis, every stuffed with purple fruits, so laden that the branches have been weighed down, as in the event that they have been about to fall. Bending, she picked up a fallen fruit from the sand. It seemed acquainted as she examined it. It was a date. Curious, she seemed from the palm to the fruit.

As Leah was inspecting the fruit, Ishakan’s head turned again, and he or she adopted his eyes, shocked.

There have been Kurkans hiding behind the date palms, their heads poking out curiously as they checked out her with their peculiarly brilliant eyes.

“Ah…” Frightened, the sound escaped Leah, however they appeared to interpret this as permission to strategy. From barracks, wagons, camels, from behind the palms and different locations, they moved ahead as if fruit had fallen, and surrounded Leah within the blink of an eye fixed.

Startled, she dropped the date in her hand. Ishakan had been watching quietly, and spoke.

“You’re inflicting a ruckus,” he stated, catching the date.

The Kurkans backed up just a few paces at his phrases, however stored trying curiously at Leah. Since Kurkans all had giant physiques, they have been taller than Leah, and he or she felt as if she have been surrounded by timber. She needed to search for in any respect of them, and her eyes widened in shock as she checked out them.

“Wow…” she breathed, her eyes rising giant.

A male Kurkan standing to 1 facet pointed at her and shouted, “She actually is small and white! She seems to be like a snowflake!”

“You shouldn’t discuss so loud!” One other Kurkan scolded, startled. His voice was critical. “It would break…”

Haban had advised them that they need to be very cautious, and although talking loudly wouldn’t destroy anybody, it appeared like everybody was taking it significantly.

Leah seemed down in the back of her hand. Within the daylight, her pores and skin was so white and translucent that even the veins have been seen. In comparison with the tan, wholesome pores and skin of the Kurkans, her white pores and skin made her seem like a sick individual. And whilst she questioned whether or not she ought to tan her pores and skin or not, the Kurkans have been taking a look at her face, her delicate neck, and her slender arms. Their expressions sombered.

All eyes went to Ishakan and lingered there. He lifted a threatening eyebrow, and one of many oldest Kurkans spoke.

“Effectively…have you ever eaten but?” He requested kindly. “Would you like me to deliver you meals?”

“I’ve already eaten.”

“Might I do know what you’ve eaten?” His tone was very mushy and mild.

“Half a bowl of porridge…” Leah answered naturally.

There was silence on the reply. The Kurkans gaped, open-mouthed and disbelieving. Had she stated one thing mistaken? However Leah had no thought what may very well be mistaken with half a bowl of porridge.