The search for Suzy continued, a frantic energy filling the castle. Davis, his face etched with worry, reported to Ryan that the carriage was gone.
"Prepare a horse," Ryan commanded, his voice low and urgent. "She must have gone into town."
With that, Ryan rushed to his room to freshen up. He pulled on his riding gear, his movements swift and determined. He had to find Suzy, and he had to find her quickly.
Mounting his horse, he spurred the animal forward, the wind whipping through his hair. He rode through the streets of the town, his eyes scanning the crowds for any sign of Suzy.
He searched the markets, the shops, and the taverns, but there was no sign of her. Despair began to creep into his heart. Where could she have gone?
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