A year ago, she was just a scared human girl, sold into slavery in service of a mad queen. Today? She was not scared anymore. Freedom turned out to work like this for her, alongside the memory of two people, destined to be enemies, who found it within themselves to unite, and who in the middle of a crazy war decided her worthy to be saved.
Tsana finished quickly her warm, piss-tasting cheap drink and motioned to the bartender for a new one, and the curvy red-cheeked man happily obliged. He reached her with slow steps, his face flushed from the heavy fire lighting everything in the small, cramped space that he called a pub.
For her year of freedom and exploration, Tsana had visited quite a few establishments of this kind, her travels even more unbothered now that a new king ruled, one wh
