Chapter 8

Rahn sat down and looked into Celia’s eyes for a moment before lowering his nose to the jerky and sniffing it. “Well? Is it good?” He began to chew. Celia immediately rose and hurried into the kitchen, looking far more flustered than she ever appeared in her role as captain. She gathered every piece of jerky she had been saving for herself and set the entire pile in front of Rahn. “This one’s pork, this is duck, this is chicken, and this one is rabbit.”