The Reprisal (The After Trilogy Book 3) by Kelly St Clare

Author:Kelly St Clare [St Clare, Kelly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-13T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

It was painful. The dinner reminded Romy of all the staring when Knot 27 first arrived at Jimboomba.

A group of one hundred city dwellers exchanged looks of disgust over the meal in front of them. Miscellaneous green slop, one of the worst dinners the kitchen had ever served. Romy knew it was on purpose, which angered her because she had to eat it, too.

Until this moment, their Dublin guests had been blissfully and, she suspected, purposefully unaware of the world outside their city walls. They were ignorant of how hard those in the rural settlements had to work to provide the cities with food. They’d been supposedly unaware of the enslavement of the space soldiers for 150 years. Some ignorance could be forgiven, but when ignorance hurt others it was hard to pardon, and harder still to believe the ignorance wasn’t wilful on some level. If the Mandate had taken control for so long, so absolutely, it was because these people let them.

Yet, Tina’s comment had taken root in her mind, and Romy knew the woman was right. How the Amach treated these people while they were here would prove incredibly important.

“Come on,” Romy said to her knot. “We’re going over there.”

“Really?” Phobos complained. “I spent all day with them.”

“Which is why we should go over there,” she pressed.

With loud groans, even from Thrym, Knot 27 picked up their trays and distributed themselves throughout the long table of city dwellers.

Romy settled onto the bench seat between an overweight greying man and a slim brunette who looked like she went to the yoga thing each day.

“You’re the one that killed all those soldiers.” A city dweller’s trembling voice reached her from across the table.

Why did I come here again? “Yes, I did. Mandate Tony was about to push a button that would’ve killed three and half thousand space soldiers.” Romy dug a fork into her miscellaneous meal and shoved it in her mouth. Not too bad.

“He never told us that,” the same person answered.

A man watched Romy eat another mouthful before loading his fork with some of the green slop. “There’s a lot they haven’t told us. Sometimes I think they only show us what they want to.”

This was met with some uneasy fidgeting from the others.

“Do you know what you’ll be doing while you’re in the Amach?” Romy asked.

“Just living life like you guys,” the man answered.

She held out her hand. “I’m Romy.”

He cracked a smile. “I know who you are. I’m Dan.”

“Well, Dan, just hope you don’t get Tina for an instructor in combat classes.”

A middle-aged woman spoke. “We’ll be learning to fight?” Her eyes rounded. “I’ve always wanted to punch someone. Right in the throat.”

Chewing and swallowing another bite, Romy then answered, “Well, you probably won’t be able to go for the throat, but you’ll certainly be punching. Probably not each other at first.”

“Will the food be like this every night?” another asked.

Romy shrugged. “We don’t have the same luxuries you have in the cities. We can’t afford them.

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