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[color=teal]"That's a good way to look at it, Your Grace."[/color] He stopped dead in his tracks. [color=teal]"Oh, bloody hell."[/color]
He looked down, bashful and defeated. [color=teal]"Forgive me, your grace. I've lost the map, and don't know where we are."[/color] He looked nervously at the sky. It was approaching sunset. They'd have to spend the night out here, wandering about in the dark would just get them more lost. [color=Teal]"I'm afraid we're going to have to spend the night out here."[/color]

Ozmond got to work quickly. Within twenty minutes, he'd gotten a fire ready and built a crude lean-to. He butchered his jacket, using the scraps to form a sort of bed, so the princess wasn't on the ground. There wasn't enough room in the lean-to for them both to sleep without being practically on top of each other, so Ozmond elected to stay awake and watch the campsite. He didn't get a whole lot of sleep anyways. He walked over to the princess.

[color=teal]"I am so sorry, Milady."[/color]
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