Jacen moved slowly through the valley heading to his village at home. He didn’t like going back there but he needed to get back to his house. The kings forces tended to take the ones you loved and torture them when you escaped from one of their conscription camps. He moved slowly and carefully being carful not to disturb the guards. If they caught him they’d drag him back there. Snow would be waiting for him at home she didn’t know he’d been conscripted. She was his best friend after all they had to get out of the town before it was too late. He saw a guard so he hid then moved through the back door to his house “Snow are you here??”