“Brennus is a lost spirit wandering the world. You need someone bold and brave.” Red declared, and sat down on the grass. “We will tell him when he returns.”
Molly felt her shoulders fall. She was not excited about the prospect of traveling strange lands with a naked dude. She was even less excited to think she might have to travel with a naked girl. The girl was weaving grass blades cheerfully, and Molly remembered how she had looked the night before. Red had hidden her face and cowered- bravery- right.
Molly watched as a flock of people came up the hill, Brennus in the lead. She hoped they didn’t ALL plan to go. That would just be ridiculous. Red stopped weaving the grass and looked up expectantly.
“We will not travel alone.” Brennus looked relieved at this. Molly did not feel relieved at all. If he had so many other people to go with him then surely he didn’t need her.
“I’m going” Red announced tossing the grass that had fascinated her moments before to the ground like an unwanted toy.
“You aren’t.” One of the bigger men said dryly.
Red looked at him furiously. She was surely vexed, and although she didn’t argue, her feet hit the earth with force as she stomped away. Red was in one eloquent word- pissed.
“Brennus may go,” the man announced as he turned to survey the crowd. “Trevyn may go. Owain and Lucan may go. If they choose.”
Molly saw a woman step forward with her hands on her hips- must really be a universal woman stance. The woman was scowling angrily and her legs were spread to steady the stance. In reality because she was nude it seemed a less than imposing gesture.
“You cannot send her with no girls! You’ve chosen poorly Radulf.” The woman snapped. “You ought to have let Arling go. Besides who are you to say who can stay and who can go?”
The man’s face flushed red. He looked at her angrily. He would not change his declaration to allow Red to go. Wickedly he surveyed the crowd. Molly knew the next words from his mouth would be cruel and hurtful in some way.
“Cherie may go.” He gestured to a tiny slip of a girl wrapped safely in the arms of the man behind her. The girl gaped and blinked dumbly. She seemed to be having difficulty processing his words. Her lover flinched back from her, and Molly saw tears welling in his eyes.
“It’s her choice, stay here like a useless cow or go save her people.” The man said and sneered mockingly at the woman that had insisted a woman be included. He had chosen the weakest of the group, the least likely to choose to go.
Molly stood up now so that she would not be looking up at the others as she spoke. “Make your choices, I’m ready to leave.” She didn’t intend the words to be cruel, but she was afraid she might scratch that snide man’s eyes out if she didn’t go soon.
Molly felt her shoulders fall. She was not excited about the prospect of traveling strange lands with a naked dude. She was even less excited to think she might have to travel with a naked girl. The girl was weaving grass blades cheerfully, and Molly remembered how she had looked the night before. Red had hidden her face and cowered- bravery- right.
Molly watched as a flock of people came up the hill, Brennus in the lead. She hoped they didn’t ALL plan to go. That would just be ridiculous. Red stopped weaving the grass and looked up expectantly.
“We will not travel alone.” Brennus looked relieved at this. Molly did not feel relieved at all. If he had so many other people to go with him then surely he didn’t need her.
“I’m going” Red announced tossing the grass that had fascinated her moments before to the ground like an unwanted toy.
“You aren’t.” One of the bigger men said dryly.
Red looked at him furiously. She was surely vexed, and although she didn’t argue, her feet hit the earth with force as she stomped away. Red was in one eloquent word- pissed.
“Brennus may go,” the man announced as he turned to survey the crowd. “Trevyn may go. Owain and Lucan may go. If they choose.”
Molly saw a woman step forward with her hands on her hips- must really be a universal woman stance. The woman was scowling angrily and her legs were spread to steady the stance. In reality because she was nude it seemed a less than imposing gesture.
“You cannot send her with no girls! You’ve chosen poorly Radulf.” The woman snapped. “You ought to have let Arling go. Besides who are you to say who can stay and who can go?”
The man’s face flushed red. He looked at her angrily. He would not change his declaration to allow Red to go. Wickedly he surveyed the crowd. Molly knew the next words from his mouth would be cruel and hurtful in some way.
“Cherie may go.” He gestured to a tiny slip of a girl wrapped safely in the arms of the man behind her. The girl gaped and blinked dumbly. She seemed to be having difficulty processing his words. Her lover flinched back from her, and Molly saw tears welling in his eyes.
“It’s her choice, stay here like a useless cow or go save her people.” The man said and sneered mockingly at the woman that had insisted a woman be included. He had chosen the weakest of the group, the least likely to choose to go.
Molly stood up now so that she would not be looking up at the others as she spoke. “Make your choices, I’m ready to leave.” She didn’t intend the words to be cruel, but she was afraid she might scratch that snide man’s eyes out if she didn’t go soon.
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