The Stone by the Stream (Part 32)

“And how do you plan to get my daughter back to me?”

The Priestess winced. Agatha sat at her right side at the table, glancing now and then at the kitchen door and through the window, where a group of Temple bodyguards stood bored at their ease. A little girl peered in from the next room every few moments, listening into the grownups conversation with a child’s indifferent curiosity before disappearing to…