"Of course I'm sure, " she squeaked.
"Lord Nefarious is not the one to lie to if you value your life."
"I know all about that better than you realize."
"What does that mean?" he demanded, but she refused to answer.
"Who did you get your information from?"
Peach hesitated. She did not want to bring Thort home to her mother. "I cannot tell, but if it proves untrue, I will so you can blame those I overheard, not I."
Thort gave her a long stare, then told her to follow him. He took long, loping strides and it was everything Peach could do just to keep up. Soon the shop-lined streets lay behind them and they started on a path that led into Brown Forest. Peach loved it here. Many times she walked upon its quiet paths to get away and think alone of happier times. They soon came upon a beautifully etched wooden sign announcing the government palace lay up ahead and to the left, but Thort took a right. Peach stopped and called out to him before he disappeared completely amidst the thickening foliage.
"Shouldn't we be headed this other way?" she asked.
"Roil Nefarious is at home," Thort said and continued walking.
The forest grew much darker the way he was headed. Peach had never been there before.
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