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She´s thirteen.
It´s time for them to decide how to use her. She doesn´t know what she wishes for. Battle would mean physical labor, different markings on her that will never disappear, undeniable claimed as a part of the Carta. Would she be fulfilled as a battle-master?
Maybe they´ll decide that she would be of use as a noble hunter. She doesn´t think of herself as ugly, who knows if it´s enough for them. Being a noble hunter would mean to be educated. She always had a thirst for knowledge, though she learned young to choose her questions and ears wisely . She wonders if she´d become a simple noble hunter, instructed to get pregnant and carry the son of a noble as soon as possible. If she could find fulfillment in that sort of life.
Or maybe her task would be more arduous than that of a simple noble hunter. Maybe she´d be trained as a bard, sent to spy and assassinate the foes of the Carta, expected to use everything she has to gain an advantage for them.
She´s thirteen and uncertain what her future holds. The only certainty she has is that she will raise.