Lucy knew the bandits had to be thrown out, one way or another. She also didn't want any of the villagers hurt, at least not any more than they already had. And the idea of falling into the bandits' hands herself was terrifying...
She stopped herself from imagining what might happen if the bandits caught her and pointed at one of them. "You're leaving now." And abruptly, one bandit stood up and made for the tavern door.
"Just where are you going?" The King of Rogues asked.
"I dunno. Getting some fresh air." The bandit eased open the door, and walked outside.
And promptly spotted Lucy standing up looking through the window, as she said "you're leaving now" to another bandit.
"Hey!" The bandit shouted, "What are you doin' out? This is our town and you belong to us!"
Lucy panicked, screamed and ran, but tripped and fell over the hem of her dress. The bandits approached. "Grab her and bring her in! No one defies the King of Rogues!"
In her desperation, Lucy pointed at herself and shouted...
