Rowena didn't answer right away. She was still watching the movements of the young man named Julian. He looked too relaxed for a thief. It's also impossible for a thief to sacrifice himself to help his victim, right?
Julian took off his hat so Rowena could see the boy's face completely. Ahh... he was really only a bit older than Rowena. Perhaps, seventeen?
He had a handsome boyish face with jet black hair, twinkling blue eyes, and a permanent grin on his lips. His clothes were very modest but clean. His shoes were old but also in good condition.
Now, Rowena looked around her. This hut was shabby but clean and had everything one would need to lead a simple life. Was this his place? Did he live here with his family? Where were the others?
The princess pursed her lips at the realization that her life was truly saved by the thief who stole her money.
