Becoming an apprentace
Anya groaned as she moved through the forest, a pair of canteens hanging around her neck as she slung one bag of fruits she collected over her shoulder. It would be a long ride back to the castle and she wanted to get a good start before nightfall. She had debated rather or not to camp there but decided that it would not be wise to leave her horse unattended for an large amount of time.
as she grew nearer to the place she had left him she heard a strange noise,
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