[ The thought occurs to her, as well - and then, she realises that the kiss is the least of their problems! While an audible, steadying sigh, she rests a hand on the hilt of the sword. ]
Seems you may be right.
[ Chancing looking behind once more, she sees that they're being pursued by a few citizens on foot - and it seems the stable hand has drawn a horse. ]
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Seems you may be right.
[ Chancing looking behind once more, she sees that they're being pursued by a few citizens on foot - and it seems the stable hand has drawn a horse. ]
Ah. No question, then. [ She draws her sword. ]