Why Me?

I'm Not a Witch!!!

Two days passed and we finally made our way to the end of the field and to the village. 

"Why couldn't we just ride Black Bolt?"

"Well he doesn't really like to be ridden"

"Then why do you even have a horse!" 

A few minutes of bickering later and we arrived in the little village.

"Village" was being generous for the small area was just bigger than a few wooden houses. It seemed like a rather nice town with its little houses and shops. A rather new and untouched place, a perfect area to settle down at. 

There was only one problem....No one lived there. 

"Hello is anyone here!!!" Jaime yelled out.

"Is it really just an abandoned town?" 

Just then I heard a can fall from a barrel. 

"What was that!!!" Jaime yelped, hiding behind Black Bolt. 

"It's fine it was probably just the wind."

"That's what they all say.....before they die!!!!"

"Right..."

something caught my eye when I peered through a window. 

"Those voices, you hear em?" The fairy whispered to me.

I gave a nod and headed over to Jaime. 

"Stay on guard, we aren't alone."

Both Jaime and I grabbed our swords and got back to back. We stood for a minute before a door opened and out popped a head. 

"Um....hello?"

It just stared at us as if examining something. The figure slowly slithered out of the house and made its way to us. The light showed an old man, his wrinkles and white hair giving away his age. he wore dark blue robes that looked like some sort of church attire. He got closer then I would have liked and I felt his breath on my neck. 

"I claim that thou are not witches!!!" He shouted. 

With an eruption of cheers, dozens of villagers in pilgrim like clothing came out rejoicing. 

"Thank god! We were ready to burn you at the steak," one of the villagers laughed. 

"That's not something you just say!" I shouted. 

"What do you mean by witch?" Jaime asked. 

"Well I think that's obvious, we're talking about a devil worshiper," the man chuckled.

"Oh, I see...."

"So what brings you to our little town?"

"Well we're just kind of going with the flow and need a place to sleep, if you have an inn around here I would like to stay there, I can pay," I asked, showing off my coin pouch. 

"No need we haven't had a visitor in years it's on the house, take whatever room you want."

"Oh no, I couldn't possibly-"

"Well take it!" Jaime exclaimed. 

"Excellent, we shall have a party in your honor," the man cheered to everyone's delight. 

"No that's really not necessary," I said but Jaime butted in yet again, "Let's get things going!" 

These people wanted a party a little too much, they were practically clawing at each other. 

"Just give us some time to freshen up, okay?"

"Aren't knights suppose to be all modest and humble?" I thought as we walked to the inn.