[color=f26522]"Of course,"[/color] the girl said, sitting up from her little spot on the floor [color=f26522]“Why wouldn't I be?"[/color]. 

I was shocked as I saw her face she was only a little girl and they just threw her in the dungeon this country is truly a twisted one.  The girl was had long brown hair a beautiful green eye she reminded me of someone I knew back then, someone I cared for. Memories of the past started to appear the time I use to spend with her and the long night staring at the moon.

[color=f26522]"This'll sting a bit,"[/color] the girl said as she reaches out and spread a white cream over my wound. It stung for a bit but quickly faded away. She scooted closer which I didn't like so I scooted back away from her.

[color=f26522]"How'd you get that wound?[/color]" she asks.

[color=00a651]“training”[/color] I replied, [color=00a651]“so what is a little girl like you doing here in the dungeon”.[/color]