Temple Chapel

Brand sees the charade and starts to panic too. I didn't know what we were getting into. I didn't know it would be this hard. I didn't know what I was asking my friends to do...

Some part of him that is still coldly rational, the part that got him through the months in the slave caravan, decides that allowing the panic to show could be useful to appearing in character. So slave!Brand whimpers and cringes as he slowly edges away from the master and his rebellious bodyguard.