Vivian studied all day and night, getting ready for travel. Her Mother was working on making her a cloak that would protect her from the cold. Her Father was perparing her pack for the trip. After reading the book, she slipped it in her pack, hoping her Father would not see it.
It would come in handy for incase I need it. Vivian thought. At last, the day has come for her to travel, and then would be left. Alone. Or so she thought.
"WHAT?!!" She yelled in bewilderment.
"He is your travling companion, Vivian." Her Mother said, trying to sooth her.
"His name is Lucas." Her Father announced.
"But... but! He's a beggar¹!"
"In disgiuse."
"But-"
"No buts, young lady."