Maybe In Our Next Life

POV

Fall had come upon the land of Venemon, the leaves of the trees had begun to fall and the green leaves had begun to turn a bright orange. The villagers had just begun to recover from the scorching heat of summer. Yvaine was on her way to the towns pawn shop to pay liz parents a visit because her mom had asked her to pass the basket of fruits along. she and liz had not really spoken since the incident at the party and she could not deny she missed her company. 

Maybe I did exaggerate a little she thought after she had spent more than a month without liz's sarcastic comments or dangerous ideas. 

Yvaine comes to a stop at a shop situated in the middle of town, built in between a laundry home and bakery, she pushes the door which rings a bell letting liz parents know a customer had walk through. Liz's mom walks out of a room behind the counter waiting to see a customer but spots Yvaine instead 

"hello dear, Liz's not here- at least not yet" she said walking towards to her 

thank God Yvaine thinks to hide her disappointment 

"no no no ma'am, my mom thought this basket would make y'alls evening" she replied setting the basket on the front counter 

"oh send my regards to her and ill let liz know you were here" liz mom replied checking out the items in the basket 

"thanks- so ill get going now" Yvaine said bowing down slightly before heading for the door.

The atmosphere outside seemed to have become more chilly  than it was before Yvaine had stepped out of Liz parents Pawn store,  she drew her wrap cloth  closer to her skin to keep the warmth near.  As she walked by the bakery she spotted a familiar figure 

Raphael? Yavine thought

"hey Raphael " she called out "what are you doing here?" she continued  calmly as she walked towards him 

"oh hello" 

"what are you doing here" she continued  spotting the freshly baked  rice cakes he held , he didn't  reply but directed Yvaine eyes  to the pastry he held dear to his hands like he intended to give send them to a lover

"ahh I see...so"

"I guess ill see you later then" he said cutting Yvaine short whilst  walking away from her 

how rude she thought 

"why is this boy always on the run" she muttered to herself standing still in unbelief, and as  if on cue  an idea  lit in her head like  a light bulb, she  quietly followed him hoping to catch on to any mischief his journey held 

"I mean he might be a spy and I might be helping Venemon escape a fatal fate" she murmured continuously in hopes that it would  pacify her fear and pricking conscience 

Chasing quietly behind Raphael she spotted his figure  walking calmly  into a small house that had laid 2miles away from the pawn shop, and after a while that had seemed like an eternity to Yvaine Raphael walked out of the building but without  the pastry he once held in his arms.

she hoped and prayed to God that he would not make any sudden moves that would risk her loosing the comfort of her disguise, but with that fear she  continued to follow him on a journey that seemed to have no end, journey that seemed, at this point, to be headed towards the highland, she feared for her safety even more daring to turn back but her curiousness outweighed the caution she felt.  After a while  Raphael came to a stop at last

"sir" a guard said taking a slight bow towards Raphael to show respect, he seemed to be  a well built male, with  broad shoulders and a  clean shaved beard.   Raphael seemed to be in a mood that caused him to pay no attention to the guard as he walked briskly through the large gate