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Saturday, 12 May 2018

Mistaken Identity b

They ran through the trees for several yards before they ducked back behind some large oaks.

“Where’d they go?” one guard shouted.

“That stupid street rat!” the captain growled. “Let’s head back. We’re going to have to keep an eye out on that woman. The king won’t be happy if she escapes again”.

Maya frowned. “Again?” she thought. “Who do they think I am?”

“Let’s go”. A few minutes later the guards were gone.

“Whoo!” the boy said as he plopped down on the ground. “Been a while since I’ve been on a chase like that”.

She glanced over at her rescuer. He didn’t look like he could be over twenty years old. He was a solid six foot one with a lean frame.

He ran a hand through his sand colored hair. “You don’t have to tell me why they were chasing you, cause I don’t care. But if it’s for murdering someone just remember, I saved your life”.

“I don’t know why they were chasing me”. She answered as she slowly sank to the ground.

He sent her a curious look. “How can you not know?”

“I don’t”. Maya shook her head. “I just came into the city. I didn’t do anything or take anything! They just popped up and jene sais pas poursuivaient pour quiils pensent que je suis!”

The boy raised an eyebrow.
“I have very little idea what you just said. You swapped to french. I caught the ‘don’t know’ and the ‘who’ but that’s about it”.

“I said ‘I don’t know why they were chasing me or who they thought I was”. She looked over at him curiously. “How do you not understand french?”

“Question of the century”, he leaned back into the tree. “I can pick up pits and pieces but not totally”.

That’s when she recognized the slight accent in his voice. “You’re Russian”.

“Raised there at least”, he pushed himself to his feet. “Well, if you’ll excuse me, I must be going”.

She nodded slightly and also stood.
“Thank you……?”

“Nate”. He held his hand out to her. “Legendary street rat”, he rolled his eyes “Or that ‘stupid street rat’ as the captain of the guards likes to say”.

“I’m Maya”. She accepted his extented hand. “Thanks again”.

“No problem. Just next time, run”. With that he walked away.

Maya let out a deep breath and looked around. “Now what?” she subconsciously reached up to touch her necklace. “Oh no”. She quickly looked down to where the necklace had been. “No where is it?” she frantically scanned the ground. “I need that!” she carefully followed her trail back to the edge of the woods and stopped.

She really didn’t want to have another run in with those guards but she had to find her necklace! After making sure the coast was clear, she hurried down the road searching for any sign of her necklace.

When the sun started to set she stopped and sighed. “It’s gone”. She subconsciously twirled the brown streak of hair around her finger. After a long moment, she walked into a nearby inn and asked if there was any room.

“Sure there is, Honey”. The middle age woman answered with a smile. “Oh you look tried and hungry. Come with me”.

Maya smiled gratefully. “How much?”

“Don’t worry about it sweetioe”. The woman waved her off. “You seem like a nice girl and…..” she turned and looked back at Maya.

“You remind me of someone who was very good to me. I just can’t recall who”. With that she led the way to an empty room. “I’ll have some dinner for you in a moment”.

“Thanks”. Maya flopped back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. Very slwoly her eyes began to droop and then she fell fast asleep.

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