That is, until she felt the coldness from the ground, which chilled her. She opened her eyes and saw the warriors standing beside their mounts. With a loud piercing scream, she gripped the covers. She’d forgotten where she was, that warriors were around, and that she was fleeing for her life. Everything came trickling back into her mind. The soldiers came running with their swords drawn and her eyes widened in horror. The dark warrior motioned them back, and watched her stand. He scoffed as he approached her. “Why did ye scream?” “I-I um … forgot where I was, and the men frightened me and … I didn’t mean to scream.” The man looked at her, apparently studying her from her head to her toes. She pursed her lips, and wanted to scold his boorish behavior. “I know we look a wee frightening with our paint, but we only do it for our amusement. Our ancestors painted each other and we … I’m only telling ye because we don’t mean to scare you.” “I see. Thank you for explaining, I shan’t be frightened any longer.”
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