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Aoife nodded. "Okay, dann. Hier gehen Sie."(Okay then. Here you go) She took a length of rope and looped around the ones they had picked out. As she looped around the third female, she commented. "Seien Sie vorsichtig mit dieser. Sie ist temperamentvoll."(Be careful with this one. She's feisty.) She handed the end of the rope to Cara, and went over the knots, making sure they were secure. She looked at the pair with a look that said, Payment?
 
Aoife nodded. "Okay, dann. Hier gehen Sie."(Okay then. Here you go) She took a length of rope and looped around the ones they had picked out. As she looped around the third female, she commented. "Seien Sie vorsichtig mit dieser. Sie ist temperamentvoll."(Be careful with this one. She's feisty.) She handed the end of the rope to Cara, and went over the knots, making sure they were secure. She looked at the pair with a look that said, Payment?
Cara accepted the rope and looked to Allen. Allen grinned "Feisty? Sollten Sie passen dann." (Feisty? Should match you then.) He said to Cara, then pulled out his money and paid for the sheep. "Lassen Sie sie nach Hause." (Let's get them home.) Allen smiled at Aoife "Es war schön, Sie zu treffen. Danke." (It was nice to meet you. Thank you.)
 
(awesome)
Adara rushed back and forth between the kitchen and the stables, he was late. She was just about ready to pull out her hair when she saw a boy come riding up on a black and white horse. Adara sighed in relief and whistled for the others to come and help her. She began to help unload the few baskets of food with the boy, and brought them into the kitchen. She smiled to herself and began the recipe for lunch.
 
(All right, I've got a plot to start. I'm going to timeskip to tomorrow. Sorry Polish, but the conversation wasn't going anywhere and I need to get this thing moving before it totally dies.)

"Bonnie! Why haven't you come down yet? You have suitors!" Ardis exclaimed.

"Suitors?" asked Bonnie scornfully, standing in the silky blue dress she'd been told to put on, "My suitors or my dowry's?"

"Bonnie, noiva," sighed Ardis, "You're a princess. You have a good life, but you have a duty. And not a hard one."

"A good life? Duty? Don't you understand?" Bonnie cried, "I'll never be more than just a pretty face! Or perhaps a bargaining chip, shipped out of Saxun to some prince for political purposes!" She was crying now; saying the words had brought the realization crashing down on her. "I'm nothing! Nothing but currency." Bonnie whirled around and ran out to the stables, fuming, her mother crying out for her to come back. She swung onto Destino, not saddling or bridling her. The two galloped outside. Bonnie's face was pressed into her horse's neck. She didn't guide Destino, but the horse knew where to go. Their usual path, not to the pond, but to the woods. The stopped, both out of breath, one from running and the other from crying. Bonnie hiccuped softly. Destino gave a small whinny, as if to comfort her. Rain fell softly on her.

"I'm not going to get married. I don't want any suitors. I don't want to leave Saxun!" Bonnie mumbled into her horse's neck, "I'm not going anywhere. They can't make me!" Destino snorted. "I don't care. I'm never leaving Saxun, and I won't be a bargaining chip."

"Wrong." said a voice. It was harsh and gravelly and sent a chill up her spine. Before she could raise herself dirty fingers grabbed her neck and she blacked out.

Ephukile, chieftain of the Wild Men, accompanied by a dozen of his men, dragged Bonnie's unconscious body off Destino as the mare's dead body fell to the ground. He slunk away into the forest, heading for the Duskwood, bringing the Beauty of Saxun with him.
 

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