WeWriWa/Snippet Sunday 10/20/2013 #8sunday #snippetsunday
I wasn’t eager to correct his erroneous assumption that I was David’s mother. I wasn’t overly eager for anyone to know my real identity. I knew my father held no diplomatic relations with David’s kingdom of Ula, which I had never heard of, and wasn’t willing to risk becoming a prisoner again, this time for ransom rather than whatever nefarious purpose the witch had in store.
The knight walked to his horse, which I noticed must be well trained as, though he hadn’t been tied down, he hadn’t strayed an inch from where his reins dangled, touching the leaf-covered dirt. He pulled a bundle from his saddle bags and offered it to me. When I eyed him warily, he knelt and offered it to David, who snatched it greedily.
He unwrapped the bundle like he was ripping into a gift, revealing two loaves of bread. David handed one back to me and plopped on the ground at my feet.
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