Chapter 4
by 
TheProletariat
Evening 1
Gentlemen Callers
Havilah got home late, restoking the fire was her first order. As the embers gave a faint glow, a loud thumping shook the hut. Havilah awoke and peered out her window, spotting figures, she began to panic. Leaving her mother isn’t an option, but she knows who is here. When she spurned them they were boys, now men scorned.
The voice bellows in a final tone, “Open up, wejust wanna talk.”
She spots two invisibility potion she cooked up incase of emergencies. “I could try reasoning with them, or an ambush could scare them…?”