Corruption In Castletown.

Malon yawned as her farm wagon bumped along the dusty road towards the Castletown gates. It was getting late, too late in fact. She looked to the sky as it began to turn purple with the setting sun. She hoped that the castle guard would be understanding this time around would make an exception for her. She simply had to get this milk delivery in and it wasn't her fault that the cows decided to take their time with the milk today!

It was her responsibility to deliver milk on the exact day it was supposed to. So if it wasn't on people's doorsteps by the end of the day, then it would reflect terribly on her business. She'd lose the customers that her ranch relied on to survive.

She was coming up upon the drawbridge. "Thank Hylia." She whispered. "The bridge is still open."

As she got closer, however, she noticed two guards standing on the bridge itself. One held up his hand as she approached, motioning for her to stop.