y herself in Iris bosom, but she restrained herself. The tears still fought at her eyes and made them sting allowing for a few small tears to break free, but she quickly wiped them away masking their existence ”Im ok maam I promise. ” she said with a weak smile.

Iris looked unconvinced but let it go. Deyan had the feeling that Iris was reading her like a book. Iris reached out a hand ”Come on lets get you freshened up so we can head to the gate. ”

After eating a small meal and washing her face at the pond where they were resting, Deyan felt slightly refreshed. She looked around at her surrounding, hoping today would be the day they finally got into the gate. The area they were at was all too familiar to Deyan, having spent so much time in the trenches just a few hundred meters away.

After a moment to fully get ready Deyan and Iris took the walk towards the gate.

As they neared the southern gate, called Protectors rest, a crowd was already there. The crowd was already doing the spectacle Deyan despised; begging and pleading to be let in, as Deyan and Iris made their way up to the front. Deyan still refused to whine and beg like a dog, and thankfully Iris never did so either.

The begging went on for a few more hours, when at about midday, the doors began to rumble. The crowd grew silent and tried to get out the way scurrying like roaches from the light. As the gate opened heavily armed guards blocked the path, only leaving a narrow opening.

That instance of joy was just as quickly stripped from her.

A checkpoint Deyan thought to herself. She had no way to identify that she belonged here.

Though born not far from the city of Acts she had been moved to the state of Wilam before she could even remember. She didn theyd let anyone in who wasn from the neighboring villages, and all Dorians had metal tags marking citizenship, which she didn have.

She thought about turning around when Iris grabbed her hand pulling her through the crowd ”I told the gate will open soon, lets go. ” For an older woman she was lively, and since she had been eating again, she was slowly regaining her strength.

As they neared the guards, Deyan began to get nervous not knowing what to do. She didn know why she assumed theyd just let everyone without checking who was entering the city.

It had only been 4 days since the 7-month siege had been lifted.

A man with a family just before them struggled to get in. The white-haired guard who was checking them was hassling the family particularly his wife and eldest daughter.

”Perhaps we can let you in for an exchange? ” this guard said as he eyed the wife. The husband stepped in front of his wife fist clenched. ”My name Saga Marrow, and Im a bowyer. No need for such rudeness and vulgarity. ” something about the man made Deyan stay on guard.

He spoke with a prideful yet soft voice, but the edge suggested murder. The sultry guard looked at him with warry eyes.

He was a tall, sturdy raven-haired man. With a full beard that gave him a roughness to him. ”A bowyer huh, think you can be of use to us? ” Saga bowed his head slightly ”My bows are imbued with the power of the wind itself. Theyll strengthen the might of this wall. ”

The guard looked at Saga for a moment. Then glanced at his family behind him, Saga once again stepped in his line of sight.

Deyan thought they were going to come to blows till another young-looking guard came up and said, ”The wall master said let him through. ” The sultry guard waved him off, allowing the family to pass through.

Deyan and Iris were next in line. As they approached the guard had an annoyed look on his face and Deyan feared that getting through the checkpoint had gotten more difficult.

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