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Rapunzel in Ropes

Sofia Bane



Copyright July 2012, Sofia Bane

Smashwords Edition

I thought that I was safe in my tower, but it seems now that danger is even better.

Valencia was something else. I had met her the first time I had looped my braid around a nail in my tower’s windowsill, climbing down the lower half of the braid carefully until I could drop to the ground and pull my hair down. Free, I had been free, but the magic of my warlock captor tugged at my insides more painfully the farther I strayed. So when I first heard horse hooves at a gallop, I stopped, certain that the Magus had set someone after me already. Instead, a woman in archer’s clothes pulled her horse to an abrupt stop before me. “Lost?”

What could I say? My braid was looped four times on itself and still skimmed the ground, I was in soft and loose purple trousers not made for the forest, and I’m certain I looked as overwhelmed as I felt. Still, the woman before me was inscrutable and I had no ideas of how to answer her. No need, though: she approached me and put her bow across my collarbone, pushing me backwards. I stumbled and scrambled back: “What do you ask of me?” I felt my back press against a tree trunk, and my heartbeat quickened.

The woman’s expression softened a bit. “Only sizing you up for ransom,” she said with a shrug, her bright green eyes lingering over me. “Your household?”

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