Rhianonn is broken. I can see it. With every cold gaze, with every word showing she is hard and strong I can see one of the pieces. Every time I look at her I wonder who is that woman with the spirit of a warrior. She never cries, she always stands.
Finally the captain gave the order. We are the reinforcement in the same place his husband died. I didn´t know how she was going to take the new. She just nodded proud in silence, solemnly, and started to prepare her things. For my surprise, I think she was glad.
We have been a long time walking over our feet, we are tired but we still keep walking. The cavalry is behind us. The fear of another ambush drown our hearts, but here we are, trying to breath with the only hope of killing that beasts and survive. I look at Rhianonn one more time. She is beside me grabbing the sword his husband did to her, so tired as I am, supporting me like I support her, like an ancient shield maiden.
The captain is telling us to be more carefull cause we are nearer. I breath one more time, keeping the air inside me. Now is the time, Our acts will say who we are...
