Xayna was taken aback by the savage note in the boy's tone and for a moment was tempted to reply in haste and offense. But the look in the boy's eyes stopped her. It was one she recognized. Anger, bitterness...shame. She should have realized he was a peasant and couldn't own a beast. A pang of sympathy shot through her and she nodded slowly.
A plan began to form in her mind, but it was rather hastilly thrown together. Some parts were still missing. She needed a bit more money. Ah well, shoot for the highest and you're guaranteed to come out with something.
"Ever wanted to leave this place? I am looking to get out and see what good I can do in Germany. Thine eyes would say ye felt the same. I have only a little money, but I could perhaps afford a horse and with some promising...or threatening...could contrive to free you from your landlord and father."
Unsinkable ships sink
Unbreakable walls break
Sometimes the things you think could never happen
Happen just like that
Unbendable steel bends
If the fury of the wind is unstoppable
Iíve learned to never underestimate the impossible