<strong>Sylria</strong>, On Horse [Lilian Montague, Sylria]<br/><br/>"Wait, where are we going?" I cry out in alarm as the woman with me starts redirecting the horse away from the wagons and around on the other side of them.  What in the world was going on?  Was she, like the other men, planning on taking her captive?  The thoughts raced through her head as she held on tight to the horse, hoping she wouldn't fall off.  What had she gotten herself into?  There was no way she dared try to get off the horse now, though, not with the kind of speed that they were moving at.