Chapter 2

I had finally stopped. It really wasn't that fun, anyway, because they hadn't chased. I guess they assumed that I since I HAD taken Lochinvar's horse, of all things.

I laughed out loud as his horse and I galloped through the glen and easily jumped the bubbling brook on the other end.

We'd been galloping around the countryside for near an hour now, and Lochinvar's horse had yet to tire. This truly was an amazing horse. Maybe I'd keep him!!

(Though I don't think that would happen, unfortunately.)

I finally stopped the horse by a meadow (Not because the horse was tired, but I was kind of afraid of hurting it or something. You never know. Besides, the horse was kinda creepy in its endurance) and dismounted, letting Lochinvar's horse drink out of the nearby stream.

I was just about to climb a tree to go and scout for oncoming riders (of who I was sure Lochinvar would be the lead) I heard a voice from behind me.

"What on earth are you doing?"

I turned. Before me was a kid with dark hair and eyes who was staring at me as if I were the weirdest person ever. I glared.

"I'm climbing a tree," I snorted. "What does it look like?"

"Well, of course I saw that," he defended. He paused, and then whispered, "You're the Lady Wyn, aren't you?"

"What on earth gave you that silly notion?" I laughed nervously.

"Well, you're so pretty....." he trailed off.

I rolled my eyes. "Just because I'm pretty doesn't mean I'm the Lady Wyn."

"But Lady Wyn is supposed to be the most beautiful girl in the country," he babbled quickly, "and you're the prettiest girl I've ever seen." He blushed at himself like he couldn't believe what he'd just said.

I gave him a look. "You're seriously stupid, aren't you?"

"I am not!" he cried indignantly.

"Well, if I was the Lady Wyn," I started, pacing and putting a thoughtful look on my face, "then why on earth would I be wearing these drabby clothes?"

He shrugged. "I don't know."

At just that moment......