Drabble Two

The language was the hardest thing, but luckily the two Knights kept close to him. And the one who could speak reassured him he'd pick the language up, that he'd be safe, he could put the past behind him. And Jall seemed to really know what he was talking about; Jall was an escaped slave, too.

"It's so cold," Kalin said quietly, pulling the cloak he'd been given tighter around himself.

"This is nothing," Jall said. "Wait for winter."

"I don't think I'll ever get used to this."

"Actually, you'd be surprised how quickly you get used to being free."

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