Chapter Three: Going Away
I woke from my sleep and dressed. I picked up my suitcase and ran down the stairs. I slipped through the front door and across the lawn. I glanced at my manor longingly and started at a run to Byst. Byst, Nyrria was Kyrria's neighboring country. I felt my sides ache and started to jog, witch finally became a half jog, half drag. I was really tired. I stood still and looked around. I was on a cobblestone path and sun filtered in through the vibrant green trees. I smiled to myself. I had stumbled upon Byst by accident. "I was always bad with directions. But Tanya was worse." I thought, and then flinched. I shouldn't think of my old life. I came up with a fake name, Alana Barman. I would be a widow, as it was custom to marry young these days, and I would look for work as a messenger. I loved Horses, so I might as well do something useful. I found the town of Byst and bought a small two story, peach-colored house with 6 rooms. Two bathrooms, a living room, two bedrooms, and a kitchen/Dining area. I bought furniture, and decorated quickly. My room was large. The walls were a light pastel purple, with dark purple floors. I had everything done in purple. I ate dinner, and went to sleep in happiness, unaware that tomorrow I would come face-to-face with the Prince himself.