"Training for freedom? What does it mean?" Rhaegar's eyes widened with curiosity, his gaze fixed on Laesh. Laesh pointed a bony finger toward the distant, hazy white light above their heads, his face taking on a somewhat dreamy expression.
"We are in the pit, aren't we?"
Rhaegar followed his gaze, his eyes locking on the small hole of light that seemed impossibly far away. Instinctively, he nodded, though Laesh was not looking at him. It seemed the boy had been waiting for that response regardless.
"Well, as you can see," Laesh continued, his tone almost whimsical, "the pit is not covered. And that means we have a chance to leave it."
Rhaegar's eyebrows shot up in disbelief. "Leave it? But how?"
