Tomasz Marek Jedruszek - hooves pounded, ever faster, ever more in danger. The towers of safety appeared ahead on the road, but death was nearer. In a last defense, the three rear guards turned, but the war-hardened horses would not have it, and ran again, their speed increasing. The frenzy sped to the other fine animals. The seasoned riders feared of flying off their mounts and careening into a tree, only to face certain death. But the wall was reached, it's gates at the ready to close.
"This is Sariah, my daughter, King," the knight said quietly. The King looked at the girl, and she stared back, her eyes full of wonderment and innocence. Yes, the evil king thought. She will do nicely for the rituals tonight.