Veer's face twisted in disgust. "Blugh! Never! Yuck! Just… thinking about it makes me sick."
Kaya nodded approvingly. "Good. That settles it. You can't carry him, and he's coming with us, so we'll walk."
Veer sighed, letting it go for now. "Fine… but where exactly are we even going?"
Kaya paused, looking at Veer, then at Cutie. "Is there… like a capital of this place?"
Both Veer and Cutie stared at her, confused. "Capital?"
"I mean… a place that's the heart of this land," Kaya clarified. "More resources, big markets, more people… high-class people live there, something like that."
Cutie tilted his head. "You mean… capitala?"
Kaya groaned, pressing her hand to her forehead in mild disbelief.
Kaya never expected that, even after becoming a commander, getting a raise, and learning two or three new languages, another language barrier would still plague her. At this moment, she desperately wished for a translator.
