((Now I guess))
Liza stood in the middle of a clearing in the vast forest surrounding the castle. She tilted her head toward the sky and smiled broadly. She let the wind carress her skin. The sun shined through the trees illuminating the ground before her. Her long hair was tied back with a leather string and instead of the fancy dresses she usually wore she was dressed in shorts, boots up to her knees and a simple shirt. Her people knew her as Princess Liza only a few knew her as Jane.
Jake sat in the pub. He was watching villiage men drink themselves into a stupor or watching the pub owner pour out liquor. He was in a dark corner. A drunk villiage girl walked up to him and sat down next to him. He looked at her with a sharp glare and she got up and left before anything could happen. Jake wasn't much of a people person.









