They did not see her coming, the citizen of the small village far out in the west. She could not believe it had been that easy, but surely the dream of a dress she had snapped in another small village like this just a few days ago, had made them all believe she was of class – fools! A ride with the stage into town, ordering a glass of water in the there so called hotel, and before they knew of it, they where tied up and she had everything of any king of value well hidden under her dress except the fancy necklace around her neck, that one was to pretty to hide away. Her eyes had fallen on a black horse a bit a way, it looked to be well build and something told her, that she would need a fast one….
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