Chapter: Not As Brave
Rating: K+ for this chapter for some violence.
"Weep little lion man/You're not as brave as you were at the start"
Jon had been right. The next time they met trouble on the road, Zahir didn't find himself fleeing for the nearest shelter. He fought beside his knight-master, wincing every time a blow connected with his sword or shield. He hacked at mostly unarmored men. He felt their flesh give way beneath the biting edge of his weapon, and each time he was consumed by a shivering panic, the urge to drop everything, curl up in the midst of the chaos, and sob. How he resisted was anyone's guess, but when it was over and Jon looked at him with an approving smile, his cowardice didn't pain him quite so much.
