A young man stood in the middle of a forest looking frantically around. "Where are they?" he wondered aloud. Farther down the path but out of sight two gruff looking men and a young lady were hurrying along.
"Why are you holding onto my wrist so tight?" the lady inquired. "Sir Falcon said you were helping me get back to my lands!"
One man that was bearded answered, "Aye, so he thought."
The lady was worried. "Why is he taking so long covering our tracks?"
"Girls talk too much, and anyway, we don't need him along."
She looked back. "Wouldn't one of you two go back and make sure he is fine, for we could be being followed and he might get hurt!"
"Have you no trust in him?"one said mockingly. "Come let's go on this side path." They veered off.
"But...oh, how will he find us! What?!..."
Copyright 2012 by Anna W. (10)