ACTING LIKE I CARE

Blythe was running away from her home again on her trusty caramel colored mare. The horse's powerful muscles propelled the both of them further and further away from the young lady's home. Hooves flying Crescent jumped over a fence, and evaded startled farmers along the way. It was a habit of Blythe's to run from home, and whatever marriage proposal had been arranged by her parents. The red-head wanted to marry for love, not money, not power, but love. That was a rare thing and impossible to do unless you had a stubborn streak.

The pair were fast approaching a town, and had lost to loose their pursuers quickly. Guards had a habit of running after the young woman when all she wanted to be was left alone. Quickly Blythe guided Crescent into alley ways and streets, trying to loose whomever was still on her trail. They crashed trough a marketplace or two, scattering merchants and vendors every which way. Blythe grinned when she heard fruit carts toppling, that would make the guards lives so much harder.

Up ahead, there was an Inn. Three stories high, made of brick, it was the perfect place to hide. Tough expected, Blythe knew that most inns held a certain... Lack of appeal to normal nobility. The places were usually rough, full of bawdy songs and bar fights. The perfect place for an adventurous lady to lose herself among the commoners. Quickly Blythe heeled Crescent towards the place and led her into the stables. A warhorse was not to be handled by strangers.

The young woman stepped out of her stuffy green dress ,after hiding behind her horse, and was glad she wore breeches underneath. Quickly she slipped on a cream blouse and walked out. Dropping a copper into a stable boy's hand she explained what she wanted. Then Blythe walked inside like she owned the place, and marched straight to the counter. "May I have a room please? For a few nights if it's at all possible." Inn keeper or not, this lady would be able to find the owner. She was dressed as a maid, and faced with a determined expression from Blythe.