Chapter 21.Camyre:The baker rounded off his tent, apologising to the villagers as Llerona requested his assistance. We walked a mile after and arrived at his house.I couldn’t help but notice the change in the village—children barely played outside, subtle quarrels and tension among the villagers, and a heavy air that weighed down everything.“If it’s only been a few days, how come they look so…..”I didn’t know the right words to use, but Rodryce answered at once, “Famine, in a land where even the smallest number matters, is disastrous. It’s not merely about hunger—it stirs up the selfish greed of men, the urge to save what’s yours and hoard even more,” he explained.We were just about to step into the baker’s hut when Llerona’s general, Halrix, stopped us with a chuckle. “You’re prisoners, or do you need reminding?” The guards kept us waiting outside the hut.I couldn’t shake the urge to know what was truly going on inside—what they were discussing, and what had really happened to