Good. However, she didn't know where she could go now. She didn't know where Temorin was, nor could she even traverse back to that town, seeing that they knew who she was.

There were many taverns and other establishments of that sort scattered about, but nothing solid for her to go off of that didnt come with risks.

Temorin was somewhat nearby, but there was no way she'd find him.

Not likely. She would have to keep going, in case fake Temorin caught up, or if he had anyone else he was working with.

The silver city wasn't that large. In fact, for a city, it was quite small. It would be easy to escape if that was the plan of action she wished to take. The capital was very near. Perhaps that would be her best shot at getting help not only escaping, but finding Temorin.

She could venture to the capital, get help. It wasn't very far, but she wasn't sure if Bangle could make the trip. The horse had brought them to the silver city, and hadn't gotten a whole lot of rest.

Bangle was one of the sturdiest regal horses. She could more than likely make the trip. Bangle had never failed her former owner, and she wouldn't fail her new owner either.

Fake Temorin's voice could be heard through the streets, accompanied my several other voices...

She hesitantly glanced back. She could take one person, maybe four, but several? She doubted Fake Temorin would spare her now after what she did.

Perhaps it wasn't up to him wether she lived or died. This all might be much more complicated than it seemed. What looked to be a confusing mess of happenings was all related to a much greater and more organized plot.
A horse could be heard down the road, its hooves beating the ground. She was being followed. The questions remains, is the capitol safe? Who orchestrated these events? Who is fake Temorin? Where is the rel one? But the most important question of the moment, could she outrun these men?

She hoped she could. She would not think about what would happen if they caught her. She quickly urged Bangle, taking off down the road.

Bangle seemed glad to run, almost as if she was born for it. Coincidentally, she was. Bangle was a daughter of a well known Aristalian race horse named Gold. She had far more endurance than any thorough bred and much more speed than many other horses as well.

The men had no hope of catching up, being left in Bangle and Xolia's dust.
Off to the Capital they went. They should arrive in no more than three hours at this pace. Bangle no the way well and needed no instruction on how to get there.