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Post by Abigail Merton on Apr 21, 2009 22:43:25 GMT 1
“The Black Knight would best suit me for the time being”
Abby stared at him for a moment thinking it over. Well that was sure wasn't the kind of name she had been expecting him to give her, but she wasn't about to ask again for a more precise.
"Alright," Abby said with a nod as she looked back up to him and then to his horse. "Thanks," she called again as she turned around and began to walk away again.
As appealing as the thought was to go look around town she decided it was time to go home and tend to her father since his needs were, in any case, more important than her own. Even if her efforts were in vain, as she well knew, she would rather think she had tried then just given up.
She looked once more over her shoulder at the prison wagon wondering how something so cruel could appear ok in the eyes of someone that seemed as kind as the 'Black Knight.'
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Post by kight on Apr 21, 2009 23:27:15 GMT 1
He heard her words, he nodded at her “Thanks” With that he turned to see how the looking for the other prisoner to be found, not that there would not be more before they left then that. With that in mind he turned his horse to set out to find out what was going on & how the guards where doing with finding the other prisoner that was to be questioned.
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