Tyra is protectong a convey, with some knights backing her up, within the castle walls, as the boy she liked, is walking hauling things over your shoulder, pulling a mule, moving things to another home wuthing the castke, then both Tyra's and your eyes met, you two fell in love, you both stopped and couldn't stop staring, she waved Is... is that you? Wait... I have... I have something to do. Wait for me! I'll return. she goes back protecting the convoy, looking back at you
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