Chapter 18

“How does it taste like? Good?” Zev was focused on her while she was busy digging in the boar's meat she grilled. "Is it tasty? Does the seasoning match with your palette? You're not saying anything," he added.

Layla rolled her eyes. He asked her the same question for the fifth time. And she already told him to give it a try for the fourth time. She could see him waiting for her response through her peripheral vision, but she decided to ignore it and munched on the meat on the stick instead. It was like the best day of her life; she’s alive, clothed, and eating.

The young lady was also grateful that she had a place to stay. Just like what she thought before, it was safer to stay with the man since no one should dare to come from the dungeon to retrieve her. She had no plan of going back after she survived death many times. Layla wanted to enjoy her remaining days as she knew her ‘master’ might get tired and disposed of her sooner or later. He was a