I sat there dazed, wondering how many times I would meet Teagan under unexpected circumstances. It was astonishing how our paths kept crossing.

   From behind the bush, I could see Teagan dismounting her horse and moving towards a grave. It was on the richer, more wealthy side of the cemetery, where the councilmen and their families and such were buried.

    I swung my sack around as I strolled through the roads. The miller and his huge storage house were located in the town square, amongst the well-known shops just bustling with villagers. Already there was quite a crowd… more than I thought there would be. I was earlier than normal today, coming directly from the courthouse, and apparently, everyone else was to… ​