Chapter Forty Five: Goodbyes
"Ooh! He even stocks your wardrobe." Akila scanned the wardrobe with her eyes, with her hands at work.
"Have a blast." Layla motioned to her.
Akila eventually settled on a gown that would appear loose-fitting on Layla's body.
"You should have fattened up when I told you to," she sulked. "There were so many outfits that I would have loved to change into, but we don't share similar stature."
"I'm sorry."
Akila waved her hand dismissively. "It's fine." She grabbed the dress and walked into the bathroom to change.
She had brushed her teeth, using one of the spare brushes then, and man!
She was so delighted to finally have the grime from two days cleaned from her mouth.
Her breath was now minty and cool.
"If I had been treated to luxury like this, I might have extended my stay to a day or more." Akila sighed.
"Foolish thought." She slapped her mouth afterward.
She had a responsibility in her pack, and she must return there as soon as possible.
Only the moon goddess knew what ex
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