Ogla tensed up. She hesitated a minute before turning her head a bit to catch a glimpse of the men behind her. She hadn't noticed the looks, or cared, people tended to underestimate her strength and intelligence, but they'd be proven wrong once the tried anything. Still, the sight of seeing how...
Ogla wasn't from the town. She rode horseback on a beautiful brown mare, the one they called Challope. She has nice but she wasn't hers. Ogla was just using her temporarily to deliver the messages she had for the week, then next week would be a new horse, a new message.
That was her job, a...
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