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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The servant lead me to a house of glass with plants on the inside and asked again, “will there be something else”?

“Could you please get me a sachulle,” I answered with a sudden idea.

She gave me a funny look and run off to get my bag.

The place was full of many wonders plants.  I recognized many from books, most of the plants were from the land south of the collines, which belonged to the spaniards.

I wandered the place amazed at all the plants.  Everything was so green and bright.  Colored flowers popped up and made the endless green seems alive.  Leaves were sometimes soft enough to be blankets.  The scent was sweet to the point where it was almost sickening but I could not seem to stop smelling it.

“I have the schulle,” said the servant walking in.

I tensed at the voice.

“Sorry,” she apologized handing me the bag.

“No I just got lost in this, jungle,” I assured.

“It is easy to do,” the servant answered wishfully.

“Can you not come here after you finish work?” I asked.

“We have curfew and are on duty all the time, are not your servants?” she half asked half answered.

“No ours have off time,” I answered.

She got a dreamy look and handed me the shachual.

The bag was a bit heavy.  Why was it heavy?  I answered my own question by opening it.  French pastries were wrapped and filled the bag halfway.  

“Come on I will show you the way back,” said the servant.

“Thank you,” I said following her back to Hash.

She nodded but said nothing.

 

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