Stable boy

Sylva is alone in the world. She lives in a manor with her mom but still her mom wants her to live on high society. She can't, not with having to marry Hash in a year or with her love of horses. Then she meets Jane. A girl hiding in her stables, together they start on a journey to freedom.


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I got up and thought.  Nothing was left for me here.  Shara and her mother were both dead.  Both Hashes and my fault.  No good memories stayed.  If I did not literally move on it would crush me.  First I had a story to finish, my mom deserved that much.

My brother, so small, so sweet, so inicent was being held in a choke hold by a torrie.  I understood why this was the start of tragedy.  If us Son Of Liberty had to suffer death of our family then I was no part of it.  I was a cowered.  I did not care.  I was not selfless like the seamstress, nor a protector like a handmaiden, just a coward.  I ran, the cool breeze now seemed more like a curse than a blessing.  Family was all that mattered to me now.  Even if it was not blood family it was love that bound a family.

I put my pen down.  Done.  

I got the satchel that the servant in James's place had given me and ate the last sweet, deliciously.  Then I ran to the Add to dictionary.  My bare feet padded against the halls.  Once the kittson was raided of all the things that would not spoil, bread and oranges then I left for the stable.


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