Tahra could not believe what was happening, there was now definitely too many people. She looked back over her shoulder towards the window she had jumped out of, the guards were looking out, and trying to figure out what direction she had gone.
Tahra turned her head towards the thief, he had tapped her shoulder to get her attention. “You get me somewhere safe and you can have all the kisses you want.” She referenced the joke he had made earlier.
Despite being a Princess, she had trained as a warrior, trying to be the male heir her father had wanted. Though, now she supposed he had never wanted an heir – just a son. She stooped down and hoisted Avad over her shoulder, she would not leave him behind, not for anything. “Come on, the covered wagon will hide the more recognizable of us. We can take it somewhere safe without being seen. Avad needs to rest, he used too much magic in too short a period. Our new acquaintances will have to decide for themselves if they wish to tag along, they are in the same predicament as us however. I will not turn away anyone’s help, or throw anyone to the wolves, I’ll protect any with me to my last breath. It is my fault we’re in this mess.”
She managed to get Avad safely tucked into the covered wagon if a bit awkwardly with the merchant hiding in the back. “I apologize for commandeering your wagon for a time and if necessary I can provide you with a full explanation once we have found a safe place to stop. I am Princess Tahra Styrka. Judging from your wares you were coming to my birthday party; unfortunately, it has been cancelled after my mother’s murder. I will see that you are reimbursed for your troubles.”
She turned her attention back to the thief. “I apologize for waiting to introduce myself, you may call me Tahra. I am certain my father will have stripped my title by now. Please, take us somewhere where Avad can rest safely. We can plan our next move from there, should you be so inclined to remain in my company at that time, Silver Fox.”