Leaving 2

It had been a day since I had passed out in Sharla's embrace and we had still been resting in the inn. During our time together I had learned a bit bout my 'cute little lover' as I liked to call her.

First off I learned that instead of like me she had grown up with a loving family until her father's business had failed. One thing lead to another debts were accumulated and in the end she was sold off to pay for her fathers foolishness. It was not exactly a rare occurrence but it was definitely punishable by death if you were caught, but in the end most people tend to turn a blind eye and it happens anyway. In fact I had witnessed it happen on multiple occasions. It would sometimes make me thankful that I didn't have a family. Especially when I would hear stories about how some nobles treat them. One of the more horrifying stories was about a girl who had once broken and important family heirloom and was tortured for five days and five nights straight without any break. Afterwards they would beat her to unconsciousness at least twice a week and she would only receive a single meal every other day.

I had also learned that she was not from around here. Initially she had been from the next country over called Extrilla.

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Within that days worth of time three bodies were found mutilated beyond recognition but as to what are who killed seemed to be a mystery. Of course me and Sharla recognized them to be the three thugs I had killed. Even me who was never religious thanked god that I had been wearing a cloak at the time. Of course we still had to be careful as someone had seen Sharla dragging me away from the scene and patrols were sent out to look for the murderer.

When we heard all of the rumors going around we immediately set out to gather supplies. The first place we went was to a leather worker for a rucksack. After that we went around gathering food. Soon after getting all of the food I pulled Sharla into a more secluded area and cut her hair. Of course she protested at first but I eventually bribed her her with extra snuggle time which she seemed to be very fond of. I decided to do a bob as it was not particularly hard though I will admit it wasn't my best work.

Next up on the list was clothes, seeing as we were going to be traveling for at least 10 days before we reached our destination we would need at least three pairs of clothes for daytime travel and something to wear at night.

The place we went to wasn't exactly the cheapest nor the most well known but it was a respected establishment. The name of the shop was simple, using the name of the founder Julie and it wasn't overly decorated like the shops for nobles which honestly made me want to cringe.

We mostly picked out the same wardrobe both having a skirt for lighter travel and two pairs of jeans that Sharla reluctantly took, on the promise I would let her pick out something more 'extravagant' as she put it. She ended up getting a blue dress that went down to her knees with plenty of frills.

Afterward we headed over to the under garment section. When there Sharla wondered off into some random direction. A couple minutes later she called me over to the changing room. As soon as I got close a hand grabbed me and pulled me in. What surprised me more than anything was what she had on. She was wearing lacy black panties and what was supposed to be a sexy nightgown but do to her more childish nature didn't really get any reaction out of me except for a slight blush.

"I guess I'll be reducing snuggle time then" I said bluntly.

As soon as she heard this she immediately went into a panic taking off the nightgown and putting it neatly away. When she was done I gave her a head pat and said "Now who's my good little girl."

"uuu~" After saying this a he made a little noise and pouted which only made me want to pet her more. At last 6 silver coins and an hour later we had exited the shop. When exiting I pulled us to an alley where I put the newly purchased clothes into my storage.

The lay stop was at the stables to buy a horse and saddle. When we got there a stable hand asked us,"What may I do for you!?"

I immediately regret coming here as he seemed to be one of those extremely hyper people that will talk on and on. My assumption was correct, he started to talk before I could even answer his first question. Thankfully the owner was just around the corner only having to suffer through three painfully long minutes of ranting.

"I'm so sorry about him. Once he gets going he never stops. He's a good kid though. Good with horses and pretty helpful to have around." Said the gruff middle aged man. "Ah, where are my manners names Jim nice to meet ya" he said while stretching out his right hand.

I take his hand and give him a good shake before saying,"Names Shessefe." He then proceeds to show us a couple different horses that don't really catch my eye until we come across a jet black horse that the man called Gypsy.

"Be careful he's a bit of a wild one" he said as I slowly moved my to his snout to give him a pat.

The owner seemed a bit bewildered at how easily I gained his trust. In all honesty I myself was a bit shocked as I was usually very bad with animals but for some reason I felt drawn to him. Without a second thought I purchased him and the saddle on the spot even going so far as to refuse the man's offer of getting a discount. In the end it cost me 8 silver which I was rather proud of but I think the man still gave me a bit of a discount regardless.

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It took me a while but I had eventually gotten the hang of riding moderately fast but I was nowhere near good enough to actually ride at full speed. With everything done and gathered we set off to the South Gate when we were stopped stopped by some guards.

"Hey you there, stop" the first guard.

When I looked over and pointed at me in a manner to show confusion. "Yes you!"

We slowed our until we came to a complete stop to wait for them to catch up. "Can we help you" I said in an innocent sounding voice.

"There's been a murder around heat and your friend seems to fit the description albeit with shorter hair. Now why don't you with us for some questions?"

When hearing this I new I would just be walking into a trap I bolted pushing Gypsy to his max hoping he would naturally avoid any obstacles while I try my best to lead him to the gates. When I looked behind us for a second I could see the guards trying their best to catch up on their horses.

Thankfully Gypsy did his part and there was only one turn along the way. As soon the guards at the gate realized what was going on I had already spread through them making my way south. Not long afterwards the guards on the horses gave up as they don't have much authority outside the walls.

Note: hey guys just want to answer a question nobody asked and to give a little enlightenment.

First off the question. Some people may wondering why would she run if it was self defense?

Well that's simple, say you found some corpses mutilated beyond recognition. Would you believe that it was self defense.

Second I don't have a lot of knowledge on horses and yes there is the internet but I'm to lazy so horses will mostly be referred to as such.