The stagecoach rocked up and down as it rode down the path. Three passengers were riding along with Erin, all strangers to her. None of them were wearing a brown cloak like her, one with a hood that concealed her hair.
The horses pulling the stagecoach whinnied. The stagecoach stopped. Erin heard the stagecoach driver say something to a voice she didn’t recognize. One moment later, two knights in full suits of armor opened the stagecoach. One of them pointed his finger at her. “You! Step out!”
