Fionna continuously walked, the glares from people she received... Looking at her like some sort of crappy criminal... Though she is one. The crime she committed had been in this very kingdom...
Where they now sought for her, to receive a punishment seemingly equal, but death, to that in which she had done. Maybe an engravement on her skin as her daily reminder of what she did.
Carve, in the same manner, but one that would not have her for dead.
Howbeit, all had very much been in the hands of Noah... After all, he is the brother to the late Marco.
A name that she wished not to associate with anymore. Gratefully, those she knew never had such terms. And hopefully, in the future, with whomsoever it is meant to be, would neither bare the names, Noah or Marco.
The man to be in her life's
