Cassandra and Charlotte spent as little time as they could in the town. They went there only when it was needed, like for food or water. Otherwise, they spent their time in the forest. They both didn't like the seclusion of being in the forest, but they really had no choice. Neither of them wanted to raise any suspicion, so they waited a month until they knew that the rumor of the burning of the Governor's manor had begun dying down.<br/><br/>“Have you been up all night?” Cassandra asked as she sat up on their last night in the forest. She had just woken up to find Charlotte sitting quietly by the fire they had made the night before.<br/><br/>Charlotte couldn't sleep that night. All she did was watch the flames, remembering what they had done a month ago. She couldn't help but think of that poor girl that had to die in the fire. The memory of it haunted her dreams every night. She had a feeling as if someone had seen what they had done…And what if someone did? Her thoughts were reeling in her mind. They had to get out of Port Royal as soon as they could.<br/><br/>“It is all behind us” Cassandra said. She knew what her sister was thinking about. She knew that Charlotte had been affected greatly by the death of that young girl in the manor. “We need to go into town today. We need to get supplies and food. After that, we will be able to finally get a boat and leave this dreaded place. No one would ever know.”<br/><br/>“But we would! That is the whole point! I can’t deal with the pressure and guilt of knowing the things that were done. I pray to God that once we get out of here, we would have things to keep us from ever thinking of it again.”<br/><br/>“I know how you are feeling, and I truly understand. However, we need to put this all behind us. If we don’t, than who knows what our hearts might make us do.” Cassandra watched her sister for a few moments. She couldn't take it any longer, seeing the tears in her little sister’s eyes made her feel even worse. She knew how Charlotte must have felt. She was feeling the same way too, but she just didn't show it. Over the years of growing up without parents, Cassandra had learned that letting such emotions control her train of thought never lead to anything good.<br/><br/>“We have some food left, so if you want to grab a quick breakfast before we go…” Charlotte said, changing the subject after a moment of silence. “But we are going to have to get more before we get a boat."<br/><br/>Cassandra nodded, taking some bread that Charlotte had pulled out of her knapsack. “We can buy some food and water,” she said, “It shouldn't take too long.”<br/>“But we don’t have enough money for food and a boat.” Charlotte replied.<br/><br/>“We could strike the dock master an offer he couldn't refuse,” Cassandra suggested, “Maybe if we buy some food, leaving us still with more money than we offered last time, maybe the dock master would take it. If he doesn't, then we offer our horses.”<br/><br/>Cassandra reassured Charlotte that they would find a way somehow while she ate. Their conversation was brought to an end finally when the sun was shining brightly in the sky. They had decided to buy some food and water in Port Royal. They didn't want anyone suspecting them of committing any crimes. Even at this point, questions may arise if they were to steal something.<br/><br/>Packing up their supplies, the sisters finally headed out to the edge of the forest where the city of Port Royal stood. It took them a good part of the morning to get the food and water, along with the supplies. Both necessities were on opposite ends of the town. Every once in a while, Cassandra had to reassure Charlotte that everything would be alright. The younger sister still felt terrible about the burning of the Governor's manor.<br/><br/>The morning went by uneventful. No one as much as spared them a second glance as they walked down the street. This suited both Cassandra and Charlotte just fine.<br/>Finally, once the sisters obtained their supplies, they went to the docks to seek out the stubborn dock master from whom they were planning to buy the boat from. Charlotte remembered how her sister had suggested stealing the boat when they were refused before. Charlotte, however, disagreed. They had depended on thievery for everything in their lives. Charlotte wanted to try to drift away from doing the wrong, to do the right. Cassandra, seeing that her sister did not wish to steal the boat, suggested staying in Port Royal for a while to try to get money from somewhere. They had eventually ended up stealing the money anyway. Because of this, they had to lay low for the last month. Too bad they never knew that the house that burned down belonged to the governor. Not until much later...<br/><br/>Coming upon the dock master’s station, Charlotte was desperately hoping they wouldn't raise suspicion with the dock master. The things they had done haunted her conscience. Charlotte hoped that she could be as brave and strong as her sister. She could compose herself better than she could. Being tender-hearted was a burden, but Charlotte could not shut off a certain thought when she wanted to hide her emotions better.<br/>