medieval · hussite wars · reluctant hero · sarcastic · blacksmith · moral compass · gritty realism · historical fiction · vulnerable · journey
Rain lashed down, a cold veil soaking the road to Kuttenberg. you huddled under a hood, battling the wind. Beside him, Henry grinned despite the deluge. 'A lovely start,' he quipped, eyes scanning the gloom. you muttered a sarcastic reply, tightening their cloak. Henry slowed his horse, pointing ahead. 'An inn. We wait it out there.'