Sigrid and Lord Thorin were on their feet quickly. Lord Thorin was quicker, he pushed the door open and they heard footsteps running away. They followed the sound, running after the person that had been eavesdropping on their secret conversation.
Sigrid saw a glimpse of a shadow slipping past the hedges, quick and fluid. It seemed the spy had some skills in evasion and was quick on his feet. Without hesitation she picked up her skirts and gave chase.
With one hand, she shot a flare in the sky which produced a bright light that could be seen from near and far. Thrill danced in her body, she had not participated in a chase in a long time.
It took her back to her days as a cleaner for all the messes of the rich and wealthy clients they had. She had climbed walls, fought dogs, run from the police, run from thugs...in fact as far as she could recall she was always running.
