Chapter 212

Panicking, Norah slapped the man’s back hard and shouted, “Who are you? Let go of me! Let me go!”

Her strikes and protests did nothing to deter him. The man didn’t even flinch. He carried her forward with swift, unyielding steps.

Norah’s heart raced with fear. She didn’t have time to think—her only instinct was to escape.

She had been in this unfamiliar place for only a few days. She didn’t know if it was safe or if there were thieves or worse lurking about. Her first thought was survival; she couldn’t risk getting hurt.

But as she struggled, thrashing with all her might, she realized something strange. The man didn’t retaliate or harm her in any way.

This wasn’t a bandit.