“Isaac? Isaac?!”
My voice echoed out around me, bouncing back to me off the tall, imposing stone walls. Isaac is my best friend, the only thing keeping me alive, and our navigator. I was the inspiration and entertainment, that was until our party got captured in an unknown and hostile kingdom.
We were all outsiders, and this kingdom wanted their bloodlines pure and untainted by the presence of...
This isn’t what what I planned,
That’s not where I wanted to be.
Theoretically I should be a lot of things.
Thriving and not barely surviving.
Trying and not feeling like dying.
Tricking my family, friends, and enemies, not
Treating myself to something so much better.
This will be different.
Time is finally on my side.
Tracking my progress, I
Try to get better.
Training daily,
Tracing the rules ...