The day before
Henry heaved as he poured the first measure of water into one of the buckets. He would still have to actually carrying both buckets which were attached by their handle to a very long and sturdy stick in a way that he could balance the stick on his shoulders and in that way lift both buckets at once.
That sight of them and the thought alone was tiring. Henry had never worked so hard in his life, born as the only son of a General of king John's army. And on his very first out of the kingdom assignment, they had been captured and enslaved.
This was the last set he had after fetching twice already and he was more than tired. Beside him, he saw two guys arrive. They seemed his age or a little younger, he could never tell for sure with these people since they all seemed to lo
