Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-39357410-20200128133032/@comment-39357410-20200128150911

She reluctantly covered her wrist. There was a burn mark, a lot like a brand, that looked like whatever the heck the kingdom’s crest looked like. “I was supposed to get one on the other wrist too, some stupid sign that I’m a prisoner or slave, but I delayed it. And now I’m scared that they’ll find me and do it. You can’t get rid of it. Trust me, I’ve tried.”