Sold
The sun crept slowly over my bedroom floor . I hadn’t been able to asleep all night. Every week, the day before the ship carrying scrolls and cargo from all across Azga would dock.
And on that ship would be me salvation. The letter that would free me from this place. Today was the day. Today I was sure the letter wouldn’t be there, coming all the way from the distant north.
My death warrant. Any day an envoy from Star Hill would arrive with guards to take me away to the frozen waste that was Vandera.
