The Barbarian’s Tribute (Not-So-Savage Barbarians #1)

Five

A fter Rath left, I curled in on myself a little, circling my arms around my legs. The village center was busy, people moving about and talking with one another. None of them paid us much mind. A few smiled and nodded politely at Zoya, but they didn’t come to talk to her. She sat beside me with a patient smile, her legs curled under her and her posture relaxed.

“So, how have language lessons been going?”

When I shot her a questioning look, she lifted a shoulder. “We all went through the same thing. Usually, you get a week before you’re introduced to the clan so you’re more comfortable, but Rath is the best hunter and they want to throw a feast soon. One of the women just had a baby. It’s something to celebrate.”