The escape

Janice galloped as fast as she could on the mare she had seized from the stable.

She was glad the black stallion, Dillon, which she had seen Jules ride often, hadn't knocked her down as it was in the same place.

But it had wanted to create an alarm, which made her jet off as soon as she got there.

Also, she had glimpsed the castle guards pointing torches to where she was. And she believed they saw her.

That damned horse! It was just like the master Janice mulled.

Her stomach cramped, and her hands gripping the rein of the mare seemed like it would fall off at any time.

Janice felt like stopping, at least to fill her lungs with air. But she knew the guards following her trail would catch up with her in no time if she did.

“I should have taken the car.” She groaned.

She figured it was a bad idea and would have got caught if she had gone in Maggie's car.

Before her take-off, she had been anxious about getting married to Jules. Heck, she had even imagined what would happen in the