Lady Sophia stood in the stables long after he was gone, her eyes wide. She had gotten more pieces of him in one night than she thought was ever possible, and she hated how rather than the negative emotions that had drive her decisions up until now, she found herself feeling sympathetic, her heart reaching out to him.
Before she gave her mind the time to think and be rational, knowing just how much that could affect her feelings, she grabbed the nearest horse, then swiftly went above it.
It helped to be a rebel back then, learning things that most of the girls had not bothered with, and before long, she was on her way, running down the path she had seen Prince Xander take.
The night breeze was soft against her hair as she led the horse down the long river bank, her eyes taking in the so
