The Maiden sat to the side, admiring the glint of sunlight as it reflected off of her cross seal, her Bible on her lap, recently closed.
Hᴜᴍʙʟᴇ Mᴀɪᴅᴇɴ
As she walked through the market streets, of one of the cities she was in, Jorah by her side like usual, she would observe the people going about their usual days. They all seemed so carefree, so unaware of what was going on elsewhere. She couldn't help the watcher lips twitched upwards slightly.
