She loved the smell of the forest, and the look of the red and yellow leaves everywhere. It was like a duel of colors, each fighting for supremacy.
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By the way he was looking down at the ruffians, and how his words were clear and sharply pronounced, she guessed he was used to being around important people—perhaps even royalty. Her grandfather had taught her how to listen for such clues.