The Songbird
“And you forgot yourself?“, the vassal asked.
“Yes and many things as well. I don’t know what that thing is.“, she said pointing to the horse, “But I know that is a sword.”
“Interesting.“, The vassal stated. He moved closer to the horse. “This is a horse.”
“Horse.“, she repeated.
“Yes, a horse.“, He replied. He perked up as did she. They both heard the hoofbeats on the dirt through the leaves. “Come on. Your fire did indeed bring the bandits.”
He hopped on the horse’s back as he reached down and pulled her up and set her in front of him. “Hold tight.” He went to start the horse, but it was too late. The group of five descended on them and pulled out their swords.
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