Mayone sat upon her luxurious bed, made up of silk and furs of many kinds. How she got here? I will tell you.
She wasn't always rich, hin fact Mayone used to live in a small cottage far from town. No one wanted to be around her because she shut everyone out. Concealed herself inside most of the time. She always had a sword hanging above her bed. And a dagger in zcase of ever meeting some idiot she didn't like.
The people saw Mayone at the town market sometimes and they knew she lived outside of town. But they didn't know how she got to be so lonely. The most common question was 'Is she an orphan?' The answer to that lie in the rumors the towns people said. Some people say she didn't have parents and others say she killed them. Only one of those was true.
However Mayone didn't mind being by herself. She enjoyed the peace and quiet, until someone disturbed her. A villager stood outside her door and knocked loudly. The knock rattled through the peaceful cottage.
She woke up in a bad mood. She wanted to go back to sleep. She opened the door. A man stood outside. He was in rags and his hair was untamed and his face was covered in dust. "This better be important." Said Mayone.
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What She Became
FantasyAn adventure awaits for a young girl named Mayone as her temper shortens.