I gathered that the man whose horse I was to ride upon was named Pescal. Sydney got on the back of a horse owned by a younger gentleman who I assumed was around our age named Thomas. Once the men had all gathered on their horses we took off back towards the direction of the Castle. I rehearse escape plans in my head repeatedly but I never gather enough strength to actually do them and besides I can't leave Sydney behind.
We continued to ride on through the night when all of a sudden along the dirt pathway we came upon a horse drawn carriage flipped over, blocking the dirt roadway. What in the nineteen hundreds is going on? All the men stop the horses and jump off telling us girl's to stay put. I couldn't get my eyes on Sydney from where I was. The men seemed to investigate the wagon trying to see what caused the wreckage.
"Roadway robbery?" One of the men said persumably. I am sure at this point whoever is reading this is gonna say, highly unlikely but it was as real as I am.
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The Diary Of Princess Azalia - Part One
FantasyAzalia a nineteen year old girl who has had a relatively normal life so far, start's to face some difficulty when she has to start saving up for college. Azalia does the unspeakable work for the most hated man in her city, Ben Razalia the owner of t...
