Zandra rolled her eyes and let the wagon slowly pass her as she cam to the back, the horse still moving and keeping up with the wagon. The sun was descending in the sky now, they had been on the move for awhile, and thankfully hadn't been interrupted. "Stop bickering, were almost there." Zandra lightly scolded him. She honestly couldn't blame him, he was in pain and had been put in the back of a bouncing wagon. But she also didn't want him to see her home, the thought worried her. Looking up she noticed a sign, 'Doncaster' it read.  "We're here." She said with little enthusiasm.<br/>She turned to the second wagon that held the rest of Scotts men, "The rest of you will set up camp outside of town, hopefully Scott will be healed within a day or two and we will be getting out of here. Until then you will be waiting, I don't want a single person inside this town harmed while we are here, got it?" She didn't wait for them to answer, instead she turned the horse and when to the front of the wagon that held Scott. She looked at the guy that was driving it, "You follow me, im going to need your help getting him out." And with that she was moving forward again, past the sign and into her home town.