The coach rumbled along the road in the morning sun, you had given Frona instructions and had a good nights sleep at the inn and now you sat oposite the red haired sister who stared out of the window, and another woman in her middle age, she was only about 5ft tall but quite large.
The woman seemed to have just made a delivery to the village, a seamstress by trade she had a shop in Wolfsbane that had quite the renown, you had asked none of this, but the woman talked freely at you both and it didnt seem to faze her that neither of you answered, and still went on now that made you stifle a smile, you thought the sister had given you a sidewise glance too, maybe sharing your amusement.
The drivers stopped at midday , feeding and watering the horses gave you a chance to stretch your legs , the tailor stayed put , but the young sister also got out of the carriage, _"hello again" you say her cheeks redden, "its a bit quiter out here" half a smile crosses her lips before she looks up at you, in the daylight you see how beautiful she is, her skin is like porcelein, eyes like emeralds and hair of fire, but she makes no use of any of it, her hair is brushed straight back in a ponytail, and ger dress and shoes a plain brown linen that hang loose from her body, "Yes , she certainly like to talk" _her voice little more than a whisper, she's about to say more but stops as one of the coachmen approach.
"Back on the road soon, should be at wolfsbane before supper" he heads back,
Sister Greya turns to follow,the beast stirs watching the sister, Interesting posibilities, we will make her a handmaiden, soon..
You wonder what exactley he means , but the thought of taking her for yourself certainly piques you interest
Deep in thought you realise the coachmen is shouting at you, you jog back to the carriage sitting back next to the woman, "Now where was I?" Is all you hear before a slight giggle erupts from Greya's lips , suprisingly beating your own laughter, undeterred the woman carries on
The sun is low in the sky but sure enough you roll into town before supper, the bustling crossroads still quite busy, gathering your bag you watch as Greya and the tailor make their way off into the town, certainly hectic enough to disappear here you think.
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