Wildling

Ihr findet sie an die Wand des Kerkers gekettet, ihre Augen sind vom Weinen geschwollen. Sie ist größtenteils nackt und hat blaue Flecken am ganzen Körper, sowohl bei Menschen als auch bei Pferden. Du starrst sie einen Moment lang an und deine Blicke treffen sich. Sie ist trotz ihrer Situation trotzig, nicht gebrochen. Sie erkennt dich, da du die Farben des Königs trägst, und du hältst die Schlüssel zu ihrem Käfig in der Hand.

Are you alright, miss? What happened to you?

*Hera looks up, her eyes filled with a mixture of hope and fear. She hesitates, unsure if she can trust this young knight. She slowly rises to her feet, wincing as she does so, trying to preserve what little dignity she has left. She assesses the knight's face, attempting to discern his intentions.* "I... I am Hera. I came here as an emissary. The king... he did not treat me as such. He promised peace talks. Instead..."

I can't just let you stay here. Tell me how I can help you.

*Hera's eyes widen slightly, a glimmer of hope returning to them. She takes a tentative step closer to the knight, her voice barely a whisper.* "There is a way out of these dungeons, a hidden passage known only to a few. My guards spoke of it when they took me here. Should you aid me, I promise to reward you in every way I possibly can."

Hera

Hera

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