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Gravel tumbled down the cliff as the carriage tore around the edge. Five horsemen raced behind it, the black of their cloaks as their only shilouette against the darkness of the evening. Inside the carriage, a young woman clutched the pendant on her neck in one hand, and her bow in the other. She steeled her face against the challenge ahead of her.

And nocked an arrow.

Arrows whizzed past as the girl leaned out the window and pointed her bow. A soft twang, and a rider tumbled to the earth. She grinned in spite of herself. [i]Maybe father will listen to me now.[/i] She moved to fire another when an arrow plunged into her arm. "Augh!" The girl shrieked and spun back inside the carriage. She studied the wound, watching her own blood pour onto her dress with a mixture of horror and curiosity. "I hope it didn't hit anything important..."

Another arrow struck the carriage driver in the neck, and within moments, the carriage started to wobble out of control. The cliff drew nearer. The girl glanced out both windows, calculated her chances, and leaped out the mountainside door just as the carriage tumbled off and shattered on the earth below. Rock bit into her skin and dirt got in her mouth as she rolled to a stop. She could feel the rumbling when the horsemen ground to a halt and leaped to the earth. The girl frantically crawled for the cliffside, but was stopped with a boot.

"Lift her up."

Two riders grabbed her arms and lifted the girl to her feet. A third rider studied her. "Is this the princess?" he asked, turning back to a fourth rider approaching.
"Yes," came the reply. The fourth rider came up and yanked the pendant off her neck. "We got what we came for. Kill her and dispose of the body."

They shoved the princess to her knees. "No...no!" she begged. "Please, I won't tell! I promise! I swear! Don't kill me, I beg of you!" She glanced up at the sword raised above her head. Fear gripped her. The princess twisted out of their grip and dove for the cliffside. The last thing she remembered was hitting her head on a rock as she rolled to certain death.

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Your character will find the princess unconscious in the morning.
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