The Final chapter?......

Gana began a low coughing growl, and Paul sighed with releif. She was laughing. "I have always been a rather slow eater, actually. If you want to see real eating, why don't you come with me and my pack?" Gatry gasped. "You actually have a tribe, Gana? Congratulations! We would be honored to cross the Waste with you. You see, for a while now I have opposed Lord Sinister..." Gatry explained why they were on the run, and when he got to describing the cell guards, Gana licked her lips. "Ahh, goblins. Haven't eaten one of those in ages. Say the word, and we're with you." Gatry smiled and nodded, and they set off.