Siderius led Ashe to his secret hideout inside the woods.
Her identity was exposed to the miners and it was better to lay low for a while.
She must not be seen until Siderius was sure that Lyara didn't want to go after her or that the miners didn't sell her out.
"Is this where you live, Master?"
Ashe saw the campfire and the shabby makeshift shelter that Siderius had constructed from leaves and branches.
"A temporary hideout only. It will be where you're going to live for the next few weeks."
Ashe froze. The corner of her mouth trembled a bit. She was familiar with living a hard life. But at least in Mucktown, there was a roof and a bed.
What Siderius suggested was on a completely different level of hardship.
"Any disagreement?" Siderius said.
"Of course not, Master!"
Ashe would do anything to gain power. These mild discomforts couldn't stop her.
"Good. Then you can use my old shelter. I will make a new one for myself."
