As her home disappeared over the horizon, Kahran turned her face away. It was hard for her to believe that she had just saw the last of her island home for quite some time, possibly even forever. Her home gone? Forever? That was something the nineteen year old woman didn’t care to think about. Saying goodbye to her mother had been hard enough in the first place, knowing that it might be the final one left an unsavory taste in Kahran’s mouth. And it was even a private goodbye where her mother told her how much she loved her and would miss her every day. No, Kahran had to listen to her mother recite a speech written by the council for her to speak of all the joy, peace, and riches that were going to be the result of Kahran’s marriage to the ____ king. It was amusing that the foreign nobility thought that her mother, being the tribe’s chief, was the one in power. Sure, if there was a war campaign or impending invasion her mother was the greatest commander the tribe, maybe even the world, had ever known. However, at any other given time the Elder Council held all the real power.
Walking across the deck, Kahran ignored the stares of the ship’s crew. She hated the dress she was wearing, it attracted too many members of the male species. At home her small curvy frame was hidden beneath her armor and deer hide breeches, but in a proper dress suitable for the ‘civilized‘ courts of ____ , that was not exactly possible. It was hard to imagine she would have to deal with the tight corsets and cumbersome petticoats for the rest of her life. You would think that a ‘civilized’ nation would have clothing that didn’t restrict healthy air flow or broken bones. Reaching her cabin below decks, Kahran had to pull on the door frame in order to get her large skirt through it.
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So right now this kind of sucks . . . especially since i have yet to name everything
Any suggestions?
oh and yes i'm aware that my grammar sucks and that i kind of sort of switch tenses half way thorugh
just ifnore that ^^
