It takes us three days to reach the next town. OH! Not because it was that far away, but because the princess' didn't want to pick up their feet. By the time we make it to entrance and checkpoint of the town, I'm about ready to kill them myself. How did they make it to my cave?

We make it through the check point without incident and I drag them to a tavern with a motel atop it.

"One room please." I grumble to the barkeep and he chuckles, seeing my entourage. They are currently arguing over what the dominant scent is in the pub, Spirits or meat.

"Tough travel companions?" he asks with a thick accent.

"I think the pounding in my head is permanent." I tell him and he laughs while handing me the key.

"Good Luck to ye' then." I grab the key and he leans in. "If ye' want later, a good pint may help." I smirk and nod in thanks before leading the boys to the room.

"Alright," I say while closing the door. "You win, I quit, I'll go buy a cart." I say to the boys and they smile. "If I come back and hear one complaint, I will make you pull it." They snap their mouths shut and nod. "Good, now don't go anywhere and don't let anybody in." I grab the key and slam the door shut. I flinch at the sound, not meaning to do so. I sigh and run around town comparing prices for carts before settling on one. I don't buy a horse, since the exercise will feel nice after days of dragging my feet, and give me an excuse to ignore the princess'. I pull it to a fabric store and buy cushions and fabric to cover those cushions for fairly cheap. I then go to a hard ware store and ask if I can use their scrap wood and a few tools. They tell me I can do whatever I want with the scraps and as long as I don't get in the way, I can use the tools for free. I spend the next few hours building seats and a ceiling for the little cart. I make it so that they can't complain about the weather, or the seats being uncomfortable. It's lunch by the time I'm done and the Carpenters are all helping me by then. They decided to engrave some decorations on it in their free time and help me with the fabric once they saw my obvious struggle.

"Alright boys, I've got to go feed my companions, but you can keep doodling if you want and I'll be back to pick it up after lunch." I jump off the roof and they all groan. "I'll bring back cookies as thanks." I call and they celebrate. I roll my eyes and chuckle. I jog back to the tavern and wave to the barkeep. He nods and continues talking to someone at the bar. I wait on the end and debate with myself on the price of food and relief. In the end relief wins out and I decide on steaks for everyone and a sandwich for me. The barkeep finishes talking to the man who looks familiar, and makes his way over with a smile.

"What can I get ye'?" he says and I lean on the counter. "Oh, a big order then." he grins.

"Yeah, actually." I say with a questioning smile. "I need four steaks, with veggies, a club and some cookies." He nods.

"A big order indeed, but anything to keep the companions quiet eh?" he smirks. "A bunch of princess' are they?" he asks with one elbow on the bar and a hand on his hip.

"You've no idea." I chuckle. He pats my head and goes to give my order to the kitchen. I sit on a bar stool and listen to the rumors in the city which are pretty boring. All they are talking about are the prince's and the new checkpoint system. I do hear familiar voices though and look to see the bounty hunters from before. They are sitting in the same pub we are again, either they are tight on money and chose the closest one, or they know we are here. I sigh and walk over to their table, I sit next to the fox and interrupt their conversation.

"I think you have the wrong table, miss." growls the bear while the fox scoots over to the wall, giving me room.

"Let's cut the crap," I say and they both stiffen. "What do you want to get off my trail." They look at me with shock and confirm that they are just cheap, but this makes all our jobs easier.

"What makes you think we're following you?" asks the fox.

I turn, "I know that you guys haven't picked up my trail yet, based on your shock and lack of recognition, but I do know you will eventually stumble upon it because of how slow those boys move." I growl the last few words and the fox snickers.

"If you know we don't have your trail, why did you approach us." the bear asks. He must be adult in the partnership.

"Because this is the second time we've stayed at the same tavern and I've caught your scents a few times around our campsites." I shrug, "I'm kind of starting to feel bad, and want to know what I can do to make you two piss off."

"We aren't the only bounty hunters after you, you know." says the fox.

"Maybe not, but you two have been the only ones to even get this close, and honestly are the only threat, so I wish to end this peacefully and not with your deaths." They almost start laughing until they look and see knives in the table in front of them. I placed them there at the beginning of our conversation before I even sat down, so they are kind of slow. "I'll give you guys time to think it over, if you come to an agreement then meet at the bar after night fall. Remember, anything and everything is on the table." I slide out of the booth grabbing the knives and replacing them in my shadow. I walk to the bar. just as my order is finished. The barkeep brings it to me on a tray and I smile at him as I pay. I take the tray upstairs and to the boys who are lying about the room, completely bored. They hop up once they see the food I brought and pounce. They dig in to the steaks greedily and I scoff. "I've got other arrangements so I'll be back in a bit. I leave the tray on the bar and take my sandwich to the woodshop.