Early on a Saturday morning, I set out to save my title. I really don't want to marry, especially a girl locked in a tower for goodness knows what.
As I strode on my black stallion through the village, I saw villagers running around and whispering things to their neighbors while looking at me.
Weird.
I don't understand this, why are they doing that?
"Stop it!" I yelled
"Stop it" they mocked
"Enough you peasants!" I screamed back
"Enough you peasants!" They mocked even louder
I rode away, frustrated.
"Idiots" I muttered
