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So it was a collection of small boxes. Wyatt frowned. Maybe he could ask someone?
Rubbing the ring with his thumb Wyatt slowly stood up and glanced at his brothers over the edge of the cart. They were still busy at work, much of their merchandise still unsold.
He was just going to find the woman with the knife. It probably wouldn't take that long at all. They would probably not even notice. So with a last glance at his brothers Wyatt sneaked away in the direct the knight had disappeared.
After only a couple of steps though, he didn’t have any idea of where he should go. People milled about around him and he just stood there. Staring at the people passing him by. He didn’t dare to stop anyone and ask. Because he wasn’t really sure what he was supposed to ask. He just wanted to find the woman with the knife so he could return her ring.
Just standing there wouldn’t help i´him in finding her though, so he started walking, looking around at the people. The closer he got to the town center the more busy the people looked. He had never seen houses looking like this either. They were, they were looking more delicate than the small house he had grown up in. These houses seemed to be made out of wood and they had big glass windows.
People kept coming in and out of some of the houses and that made Wyatt curious, he almost wanted to go and have a look but he didn’t dare. He needed to find the woman with the knife anyway. So he couldn’t.
Wyatt continued walking down the street he was on until he saw the knight. He was going into one of the houses. Hurrying over to the house through the crowd Wyatt didn’t make it in time. There had been something different about the knight too. But he couldn’t put his finger on what it had been. He had only seen the shining metal and the back of his head.
Sitting down next to the big doorway Wyatt waited. He wanted to go inside but he wasn’t sure that he was allowed to enter. He sucked his lower lip and played with the tip of his braid for a really long time, according to him. Then he stood up and stared at the door. He had to go inside and ask the knight. Before his brothers noticed that he was gone.
Almost shaking he pushed the door open, like he had seen others do while he had been waiting. Then he stepped inside.
The air smelled tasty. People were sitting down around tables and eating. Wyatt’s tummy rumbled and he frowned. Was this an inn? Gus had talked about them. People came here to eat and travelers rented rooms and slept here.
Nodding to himself he spotted the knight. He also realized that it wasn’t the same knight that had stopped the fight between the woman with the knife and the man. This knight was prettier. His face was smooth and faintly freckled. Would this knight know where the woman with the knife was even though he wasn’t the one who had taken her?
Wyatt took a step towards the table the knight was sitting at just as someone stepped past him and walked up to the same table. It was, it was the knight he had been looking for. Tall and scarred face. Wyatt opened his mouth and breathed out a sigh of relief.
Taking the steps required to reach the round table the knights were sitting at Wyatt stopped. "uuuh....err, ex-ex-ex-ex....."
The knights looked up at him. They stared. Making Wyatt’s face flush and increasing his stutter. He couldn’t finish the sentence. They at least let him try longer than most had. "Speak up, miss."
Wyatt’s blush deepened and he looked down at his own really worn and dirty shoes. The scarred faced knight thought he was a girl. "Holden, it’s a boy."
Glancing up at the pretty knight Wyatt saw that the scarred knight was staring at him intently. He couldn’t blush any deeper so he didn’t. He just wished that the floor would show mercy on him and swallow him. But of course he wasn’t that lucky. Someday, he was sure that he would be. "Oh, it’s the boy who tried to stop the disturbance I encountered earlier." The scarred knight, Holden, patted Wyatt’s head. "Good job kid, does your nose still hurt?"
Wyatt shook his head. It did, but not as much as it had before. He didn’t want to look weaker than he already did anyway. "Unn...th-th-th....uuuh...."
Not being able to get out what he wanted to say just made it even harder.
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Camera info
Camera Iphone 5
Focal length 4 mm
Aperture f/2.4
Shutter 1/50 s
ISO 64
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Rin-Rin
Tue 12 Nov 2013 13:56
....one of the knights were supposed to be mean .3.
but it seems like they both turned out to be gentlemen :< ....I need to have a talk with the person casting my characters....I tell them "I want a character like this. blah blah bla...."
....but I never get it :/
but it seems like they both turned out to be gentlemen :< ....I need to have a talk with the person casting my characters....I tell them "I want a character like this. blah blah bla...."
....but I never get it :/
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