TITLE: The Princess Protection Agency
GENRE: YA Fantasy
A huge horse thundered down the road, clouds of dust billowing in its wake. Farmers and traders scrambled out of the way to avoid being trampled. Carts overturned and livestock scattered.
"Who rides a horse that fast? Is there some war I don't know about?" Evelyn asked, glaring at the approaching rider.
"I wish," Ruby said, her hand moving to her axe at the mention of conflict.
"Who cares? It's some buffoon acting stupid," Ingrid said. She gnawed her bottom lip as her gaze flicked between Evelyn and the rider.
"It's rude. There's no reason to ride like a maniac," Ruby said, rising to her feet. Ingrid shot her an angry look.
"We need to let him know he should be more considerate of Norland's citizens," Evelyn said. She pulled her hunting knife from the boar they'd felled and wiped it on the grass.
"I don't think so. If I had to guess, I'd say he's very considerate. A real peach," Ingrid said. Still, her hand settled on the wand at her side.
"Don't be a coward. We can teach him manners," Evelyn said.
"It's dangerous. We should stay here in the grass," Ingrid said.
"It's okay. I promise not to hurt him too bad." Evelyn smiled as she stepped onto the road.
The horse headed straight toward her, nostrils flaring. The rider bent over the saddle and urged his steed faster. He sneered and made no move to change the horse's course. The dirt road trembled beneath its hooves.