Chapter 20Darna stayed at the Defenders’ hall all day while Myril went out. She came back just after dark, carrying a satchel of bread from the temple kitchens and a jar of stew. They ate and slept. In the morning, Darna woke to the sound of someone on the stair. Myril coming back? But no, Myril was sleeping beside her. She tried to sit up and every muscle in her body protested, especially the ones around her womb.
“Who’s there?” Her voice caught from lack of use.
The steps on the stair stopped.
“What do you mean, ‘Who’s there?’ Who are you?”
“It’s Darna.”
“Oh!” It was Eppie. She bounded in, carrying a bulging bag of bread and a jar of tea. “I thought some of the others might have come back too, so I brought these. Also in case I got stuck in here. I saw that fleet coming and I just…
