*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

Richard urged his horse on. He didn't want to meet up with Peter and Linnet again. Looking up, he saw a shadow of a horse. He galloped his horse in that direction
 
Before Arthur could say something, she was off on Sparrow and soon got into a fast gallop.
What am I thinking? I rejected once, now why is it so hard this time? Lariah thought as she galloped away. A tear fell down her cheek. She saw the forest and urged Sparrow faster. She jumped over the river and saw the targets set up for the archers. She lifted her bow and arrow and started shooting them in her anger. Lariah let out a sob that came with no tears. She rode on, into the dense forest. throns scratched her and Sparrow stumbled. But she rode on.

Arthur watched her go. 'What am I doing wrong.'
 

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