Klara made me wear dirty torn clothes, she put mud on my face and hair and tied my hands.
"If you look like a beggar no one will ever suspect you are a princess." She explained.
I was angry at first. Was she making fun of me? But as we passed many guards and none of them even looked our way I guessed she was right. It must really have looked like I was a slave bought by her from the way she rode her horse and I was being dragged behind with my hands tied. I still hated her for this, but I had to admit she was smart and she was helping me.
Once we passed the guarded place we stopped near a lake and she gave me something to eat. I had never been so hungry in my life before so I ate the sandwich quickly.
"What happened to your leg?"
"I really don't know. I think it's swollen from all the sitting and walking or maybe I wrenched it." I explained.
She just nodded and looked away.
"Why did you save me?" I asked.
