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Mayonette's eyes flashed at Garnae. He knew nothing of her Thomas! How could he sit there and believe that man?! The thought enraged her soul.
"I believe him and that is all that matters," she spat out, glaring at him. She turned to Thomas and gave his had a squeeze.
The villagers came closer to where Zach lay upon the ground. A man of about thirty five years of age came forward, eyeing the wounded man wearily. He looked up at them all.
"We have put out the fire. Now tell us what is that man doing on the ground?" He asked them, his eyes narrowing. Mayonette came forward, not waiting for the General to even make a move.
"That man caused this fire. I took him down with my arrow. He tried to kill us," Mayonette informed. The man eyed her carefully.
"So that is his crime? He started this fire?" He asked her, suspicion lined his voice. Mayonette nodded. The man came forward to inspect Zach's face. He snorted.
"You finally caught this bastard? You are a fine with a bow and arrow, milady. He's been destroying homes all through our village, but none could shoot him down!" The man chuckled, shaking his head in amusement. Mayonette smiled.
"It wasn't only my arrow. It was my dear friend Cordelia's arrow that caused him to fall," Mayonette informed him. She pointed over at Cordelia, who nodded weakly. The man turned to her and smiled.
"Then we are in your debt Miss Cordelia. He is wanted for many things in our village. We will take him off your hands for you," he replied. He motioned for a couple of men to bind him and they hoisted him over a horse. The villages left them slowly.
"Thank you. We must be going. Our journey is long," Mayonette told the man. He nodded his head.
"I understand. If any of you ever need anything just come back to my house at any time. My name is Andrew and I would be honored," he offered before leaving with the rest of the villagers.
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