Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140204235925/@comment-11457306-20140206045502

Anneken sensed his discomfort. She looked so like him, though. So like her father. She was disappointed. "I don't want to be here either," she said softly. She turned sideways away from him and leaned against the edge of the cart, pillowing her head on her arm and tried to rest.

Brighid stretched out her legs and leaned her head back but did not sleep. Her eyes remained open in tiny slits, watching.

(Night.)