Womanish Lady

Chapter 20:

Fuyaiyah trotted around town. She found herself relieved but also guilty when she saw the Prince and the Princess heading back to the Palace as she was heading out.

When she found the group of men, she let her horse go and followed them. It was late afternoon when the men started putting their plan into action.

"Okay, is everyone ready? I confirmed that their little hideout is far from the town, so we have to set out early to catch them." Said the one who appeared to have always been the leader.

"Um," started a timid one. "We weren't supposed to be going without the Prince."

The men agreed and were hesitant.

"Nevermind him! He had his many chances to find something and failed! Now he tried pressuring us to give him the credit for our findings. But we won't let him. So, is everyone ready?"

All the men finally gave positive signs that they were ready, and they walked over to their horses. Fuyaiyah, behind an abandoned building, found this time the best time to interfere.

"Hooooooo!"

She moaned as she rushed up to the immature one and wrapped her arms around him.

"There you are! I finally found you!"

The guy was shocked and tried pulling her off of him.

"What the - who are you?"

He looked at his partners, and saw their judging faces.

"What! I don't even know this woman!"

"Hoooo! That's so rude! This may be my profession, but I'm still a woman!"

Another one of the guys sighed.

"Really? Who is this?"

"I really don't know!"

"You're so rude!! You paid for me earlier and said to meet you early but you were nowhere to be found!"

"Did not!"

She folded her arms and pouted.

"Hmp! You're so rude! But I found you, so it's okay. Let's go."

She hopped on his designated horse and swung her legs playfully.

The rest of the men looked at their comrade with a judging face.

"You probably paid for too many women that you can't keep up with their faces!"

"Whatever, just find a way to deal with her!"

They left him and he sulked behind and said softly.

"Guys. I really don't know her."

Fuyaiyah happily put her arms around the immature guy's waist and they began riding off.

"Get rid of her!" Said the leader one last time before riding ahead.

But Fuyaiyah made it so that he no longer wanted to get rid of her. She was a maiden, so she didn't do anything too seducing. In the end, by the time the sun set and they arrived a short distance behind their destination, the immature guy was already in the mood, and speaking random things to her.

"Anyway," he said softly. "You seem too perky to be a prostitute. Am I your first one?"

"Hmm, let me see." Fuyaiyah playfully tapped her finger on her chin. Then pretended to look at the sky. "Ho? Sundown already?"

She slid off his horse and curtsied.

"You were really great for my first one! But I must go now. Bye!"

Fuyaiyah bowed and ran off left in the trees and ran back straight when the men couldn't see her anymore.

The immature one was sad, but the leader was relieved.

"Finally. She's out the way,"

She reached a dark red painted house before the men did. Then she took off the bold red robe from the Queen and revealed her magenta outfit similar to the one she saw the Archer women wear that she sewed together, and she took out the bow and arrows she brought while in town, and went inside the house.

The first floor was very dark. She heard very faint voices, so she tiptoed around then saw stairs leading to the second floor, which had little more light. Then, the last floor, much brighter, she walked up the stairs and when she was close to the top, two women put her in a headlock and presented her to the rest of the women.

The third level was filled with women in the same magenta uniforms as she saw months ago. They seemed to have been in a meeting.

A familiar woman flinched, and the eldest one stood up.