Princess and the Barbarian (Ch. 1)

Once upon a time, back in the medieval times, there was a caravan traveling across the land to get to a small village for shelter. In this caravan there was a bunch of people who didn’t really know each other very well, but all grouped together to travel to the new village. One of those people was a princess in disguise. She had brown wavy hair and had very defiant brown eyes that resembled a very dark amber gem. However she was dressed in rags and tattered clothes to travel in secretary. On her travels across the land she kept to her self and tried to just get through the trip with as little of interaction as possible. But there was this barbarian that kept harassing her. He could see through her disguise of tattered clothes, and he saw the princess as clear as could be, but he didn’t say anything because he figured the princess had kept it secrete for a reason. The barbarian would talk and talk to the princess telling her about all of his travels in his days and the princess would just listen and take in everything he said. As the trip was still long under way, other people would approach the barbarian to talk to him, but he was to busy with the princess, and he was fine with that. He was perfectly happy with just sitting with the disguised princess and trying to do everything in his power to make her happy.
The caravan was closing in on the village, but something wasn’t right. There was a strong smell of smoke in the air and in the distance there was a red and orange glow in the sky. Everybody knew something was wrong. When they reached the village the saw witness to the village burning and crumbling to ashes. When they tried to turn around, a group of bandits with torches came running at the caravan. The caravan was toppled over and the bandits looted as much as they could and started to take people captive. The princess was grabbed by one bandit and was starting to be hauled away, but the barbarian with tiger like reflexes lunged out of the caravan, and pounced the bandit, then unleashed a series of mighty blows on the bandit. The barbarian got up and threw the bandit aside, only to see a herd of bandits chasing after the princess. The barbarian’s adrenalin started to kick in and chased after them. The princess had a good lead on the bandits though, because she was very quick on her feet. She had been trained in the castle in the art of long winded running. However she was flanked by another group of bandits on horse. The bandits tied her up and rode off with her.
The barbarian could only watch as he witnessed this happen. For he was too late. He sighed to himself, grabbed his sword and charged after the bandits with all of his will. For he knew he had to rescue the princess, she had meant too much to him and he was going to save her. He ran off into the night after the bandits, following their trail and not taking any rests. He had to save her….