Ryder
The sun rose, and she walked with Waylon next to her across the pack to where the shaming posts were. Zane, to her surprise, was still there, just sitting on the ground waiting for his duel to happen, it seemed.
She unshackled him, and he stood up and rolled his shoulder that had been held in an upwards position all night because his wrist was attached to the ring at the top of the shaming post. She watched him work it several times and rub his hand over his shoulder.
He didn’t appear to be phased by having to attend this duel with Patrice and Oliver. She pushed him two steps ahead of her and looked at the traitor's mark on his back, it was healed over and clear for all to see. He didn’t even appear ashamed to have been branded and deemed a traitor.
“You’re not concerned you’ll l
