After the chief checked to see if we needed anything, she left, telling us that she would make sure to keep us informed about the situation in the caves.
Uchel's family had been given a guest hut for the time being until they had a chance to talk. Uchel was more grumbly than usually and I suspected that he wasn't sure what to think of them. They had come, but it was many years too late.
In a world where long distances took weeks to travel, it made sense that they had stayed away given the circumstances. Rayen had given their envoys the impression that her sister and mate were still alive and just didn't want to interact with his family.
If the grandmother hadn't wanted to try and see her sone before she passed, they may have never know what had happened. And the man upstairs would have surly died in that case.
"He was very lucky," I commented. Uchel looked up from the clothing he was crafting.
"What was that?" he asked.
