A Spirit for Rebellion

Brienna started off following the girl’s lead. She liked the way her mind worked. She was going to need someone smart like her. It was perfect.

While allowing the thirsty prisoners to drink from the wooden ladle, Brienna spotted the beat up looking prisoner not too far away from them. She gave the younger girl a sideways glance before making her way to the man.

“Water,” she offered as she stood in front of him. “Do you’ve a spirit for rebellion or did you simply misjudge your place?” She asked him in relation to the beating he’d received.

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