A glimpse
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As night fell, under a large tree, the warriors sat around a dim fire. Rose lay huddled on the ground, covered with a
light cloak, her breathing slow and her face pale.
One of them said in a low voice:
"This girl was not ordinary... I have never seen anyone fight with such skill before. It has been a long time since that."
Another added:
"T and Dor, do you know her? She kept looking at you with great determination."
George continued:
"And I, in turn, would like to know who she is, for I have never seen anyone like her before."
She looked at it and looked around for a long time, then he said:
"There is something strange about her… I just looked into her eyes and felt as if I had known her before."
George asked hesitantly:
"Do you think she is of noble lineage? Or a wandering girl? Or a wool thief?"
He shook his head and turned away:
"I don't know, George... maybe it's this or that, or maybe it's the opposite. But the most important thing is that it saved our lives
from that group of thieves."
George said emphatically:
"Yes, whatever the truth may be, she saved our lives, that's for sure."
She sighed and turned:
"She has aroused great curiosity. Let's wait until she regains consciousness, then we'll decide what to do."
On a quiet morning, Rose woke up slowly, feeling a heaviness in her head and aches throughout her body. She opened her eyes to
find herself lying on a mattress inside a small tent, with a faint light filtering in through a hole in the ceiling.
She sat down, trying to process what had happened. She remembered the fighting, the swords, the blood, and then the emptiness.
The black-haired warrior entered the tent, carrying two small containers of water.
"Are you awake? How are you feeling?"
She said in a tired voice:
"Where am I? What happened?"
"You are in our camp. After we secured your safety, we brought you here. You saved our lives, and we would like to express our gratitude to
you."
I looked at him with a mixture of eyes:
"Why are you helping me? I am just a passerby in these lands."
He smiled calmly:
"Few people have the courage to intervene in a fight that is not theirs, but you have shown rare courage."
She muttered hesitantly:
"Do you think so?"
"You said before, 'Say: camp'"…
He replied:
"Okay".
"Whose camp is this?"
"We are a large trading caravan in the western plains, meeting twice a year to settle accounts and acquire new
goods."
He asked her with interest:
"And you, where did you come from?"
She sighed:
"It's a long story that I can't tell... but I
"Have you been abandoned?"
I'm looking for Abla.
She looked at him sadly:
"I don't know... I don't know anything."
Voices rose outside, then one of the warriors entered, smiling:
"The little rabbit has woken up!"
Pole Th and the role of the eyebrow H:
"What is this talk? Apologize immediately!"
Rose said:
"No, not at all."
George replied with a smile
"You helped us eliminate the bandits, and we in turn helped you cross the plains. I think the
balance is even, isn't it?"
Rose stood up slowly:
"Thank you for that. I'll leave right away."
George said in a clear voice:
"No worries. Your horse is outside waiting for you. I wish you a safe journey."
Rose walked out hesitantly, surprised by the situation, but then Dor caught up with her before George stopped him.
George said angrily:
"Let her go! I saw her sword, she's from the sword castle. I don't want you to get involved with her."
Response and role:
"I asked her, but she doesn't know anything. She's only looking for her family."
George shouted:
"And what if her family was from that castle? What if she was from the lineage of those demons? I can't bear to look at her!"
Tudor said calmly:
"Don't jump to conclusions, George... Let's find out the truth."
George waved his hand angrily:
"Do whatever you want!"
On the other side, Rose was gathering her belongings on horseback, amid hostile looks from the crowd.
She whispered sadly:
"What did I do to deserve this much hatred?"
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