Onwards from Galera

In the heart of a Spanish city carved from stone, a suppressed rebellion is forming, threatening to show its colours. Long held from practicing their religion or culture, the Moriscos, Muslims forcefully converted to Catholicism, steep the pain and anger for their suffering, and it's not only their deceptively small community of Galera. Whispers of a second rebellion are turning in the air, and the King is preparing himself. Judur, a stonecarver apprentice, uncomfortable with the rising resentment, fears for her people the same bloody fate the first, unsuccessful, rebellion gave. When the rebellion rises, and her people systematically slaughtered, Judur sees it's much, much worse than she imagined.

Now on the run, Judur journeys across Spain, passing by Granada and slipping in and out of Cordoba. Unsure of where to go and with no family, Judur decides Al-Maghrib is her only haven. As she treks, the stonecarver's apprentice meets, befriends, and assists those ranging from beggary to royalty, and slowly weaves her way through the intricate maze of the Castilian Crown.

*Description is, as always subject to change. This is an extremely rough idea in my head (as excited as I am to venture into it) so it's going to be a slow process.*