❤️ My Hostage (Part 15) ❤️

"What is that in your hands?" Another of his brothers asked as soon as Storm stepped outside and closed the door behind him.

"This is my mother's, she normally uses it to cover her face when we go out to beg for alms." Storm responded as he climbed his horse once again. The house has been left untouched so he knew no one would attempt to open it except him, no one could come here. "I wonder why?"

"Maybe it is because she doesn't want people to know it's her," the same man replied.

"Only she has an answer to that," Storm said. "Let's...