C193 River of Sorrow(2)

Han Xuan was spot on—Urendir was famished. She hadn't set foot outside in the last three days, subsisting only on water and biscuits, without a single proper meal. Anyone else would have been physically spent by now.

"Anything's fine, really—as long as it's hot. I'm not fussy," Urendir said, feeling grateful for whatever food she could get.

"Okay, just hang tight in your room