"Thank you, again." I smiled to Johnny as I hopped out of the carriage.
He nodded his head to me, waiting for me to turn around before he continued off down the road. I inhaled the familiar air of my home, letting my eyes wander around to the people working their daily lives. There were the men working outside, mud clinging to their hands, the women inside the windows, wiping the sweat dripping down their face. It seemed odd, to bring a child back to this life when they could live in riches just miles away. It was something I couldn’t quite describe, and maybe it was selfish; but I could feel it in my gut. It consumed me.
Life, you might say, would be better at the castle with a roof over their head and food in their bellies. I would argue with you, by telling you that life isn't about t
