He watched as a guard swept along to Rory, whispering something about destined and abandoned. The warrior's eyes flicked back to the signatures, and there was the farmer's, scrawled as Abandoned. Was that what we had to make a fuss about today? Was that worth growling over? Amalia stewed too, adding her name to the list of the army - which set another round of apprehension in his mind, but he let that one go for now.
He stepped back to the sign, took the writing implement, and crossed out Abandoned on Rory's line. Then he neatly printed Destined, so the whole thing would die down, so they could move on, so no one else was arrested, so this stupid moment couldn't be extended into a lifetime of rue and ridiculousness.
He stepped back to the sign, took the writing implement, and crossed out Abandoned on Rory's line. Then he neatly printed Destined, so the whole thing would die down, so they could move on, so no one else was arrested, so this stupid moment couldn't be extended into a lifetime of rue and ridiculousness.
