the poet from overseas

The night air was crisp and refreshing, and the stars above glimmered in the dark sky. The moon shone brightly as the gentle breeze blew through the trees, and the distant sound of laughter and music could be heard in the distance.

Chenterve; a poet dressed in finery sat in the tavern, where she was not supposed to be. But accidentally, a fellow had spilled a bit of his drink on to her dress. Later on, she figured that this lad was a thief, with a same goal as hers; to get to Eastern Eravania in one piece. Why? She could not figure out, but later when the thief brought her to a more private tavern, the two made a deal, which was to pretend as a married couple. The reason being was that in those times, law had said, if one was married to a poet, no matter who was he or she, shall not be any of the government's concern, and will not be bothered.

And thus, her adventure began.