Struck with fear I run, usually when you're frightened you run from something but no, I didn't, I ran to the black smith and demanded what I could. I tired to help I really did. But alas it did help. I've always been running but not always in the right direction.
I should have seen it coming, a handsome Stranger at the well, from the first second I saw him. And heard him speak his broken Irish I should have known.
This country is weird and even when I try forage bonds I can't keep them long enough. There is unrest in the village and the Earl is gathering men for a fight. But one event leads to another and the plan to over throw the earl is formed. The two brothers couldn't be more different.
And all I can ask is why me? Why was I chosen and how did I not know I was meant to be chosen for this job written by the gods?
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