the mountains, the flaming sun and the rich, lush greenery of the valley seemed hospitable exotic to frozen travelers.

With her head held high, on a white horse, the hunter Nefertiti advanced. Her whole body, from head to toe, was wrapped in a blue silk robe, and only her face dazzled with mirror eyes. A couple of hours earlier, one of the merchants took her for a rebel from mummies, and she, taking advantage of his fear, took as many as three forest sandwiches. Is free!!

Thanks to her light clothes, she was very comfortable under the burning sun, except that she was practically naked, but she was not embarrassed.

Nefertiti was given an approximate direction, but she was afraid that the detachment could move somewhere or even choose another path. Lost in thought, she did not notice how she began to climb one of the mountain peaks, pleasant cold breaths immediately reminded her of the house, but the horse was frightened and loudly giggling, reared, jerking forward. The hunter could not resist in the saddle and fell to the ground. When she regained consciousness, the horse was already out of sight, but as soon as she tried to get up, a deaf crash passed, and along with the earthen stones, the oriental beauty fell down.

- Well, that's all, how boring life ends. - a melancholic thought flashed through my head. - But now she finally sees her husband.

But the mysterious seamstress who embroiders the future of each of the main characters has decided not to kill such an interesting character. And when the black and blue threads intertwined, a strong storm began and broke the tree that was lower on the ledge.

The hunter was ready to meet the death, when suddenly the edge of her robe caught on the branch. But she could not hold such a weight for a long time and broke down with a bang, falling together with Nefertiti into icy water. The hunter emerged and attempted to swim to the shore, but there were only sheer cliffs around. The cold, impetuous stream caught her and did not allow her to resist, carrying her further and further away, miraculously preventing her from breaking on single stones. With her female hands, she continually tried to grasp, but the current accelerated and carried her to the waterfall. Too much icy water got into her throat, less and less air fell into her chest. And again death beckons to itself. Eyes closed, and the helpless body was headed for its demise.

Another milky white silk strand was added to the black and blue threads. She slipped into the young arms woven into life and drove death away.

- GHARRRR !! - With a wild roar and a good speeding up, Balgas jumped on one of the big stones in a shallow river, and slipped right at the very edge of the waterfall and caught a breathless body. He got a beautiful view of a woman in a blue robe, threw it over her shoulder, and quickly moved to the shore along a dried-up tree.

Hot sand pleasantly accepted the stranger, wrapping her body with warmth. The whole squad surrounded the girl. Drenched through translucent fabric stuck to the body, revealing the most intimate places of the huntress for all general review.

“Where are the mummies in our places?” - Balgas traveled a lot, but he sees this for the first time.

- Ya know what to do. - Badun swaying, collapsed near the stranger, tore a piece of cloth from her face and fell to her lips. Nobody understood right away that he imagined himself, but he actively sucked in her plump lips.

Eva did not come to her senses immediately, she was attracted by an interesting robe, which she had never met. But she still found the strength to break away from the marine fabric and stop Badun-Savior. No matter how ridiculous the actions of the Spaniard looked, they had an effect. Sniffing from the water, the hunter grimaced and opened her eyes. She could not understand where she was, so she decided to ask:

- Where I am?

“Welcome to the kingdom of the living.” - The princess smiled brightly and leaned toward the stranger.

- You chose not the best time for swimming, usually swimming in this river when they cover the platinum. - Balgas also leaned toward her and extended his hand.

Nefertiti looked at him with eyes almost in love.Strong muscular arms, on which droplets flowed water, making them more bulky. A big beer belly was sticking out a bit from its interesting bear skin, and there was confidence and a small black beard on his face.

The hunter again lost touch with the outside world. Something was said to her, but she did not hear. The body shackled excitement, for a moment she imagined how these hands undress her and carry her into the world of pleasure. What made the nipples tense again, giving out her thoughts.

The detachment was too long standing in one place, the sun hid behind the clouds, and it began to drizzle rain. The wind picked up speed near the river, but they had not yet reached the bridge. Nefertiti shrank, her wet cloth and strong wind only intensified the cold, but she had no idea how to stop it.

“We need to make a fire.” - Milolika issued one of her best ideas.

- On the rocks, in the rain and with such a wind? I'm not saying that we have nothing to ignite. - Balgas as soon as he got into his environment, became the most intelligent and even claimed the role of leader. - Undress. - He threw a stranger and he began to take off his bear skin.

The hunter was not ready for such a dramatic turn of events. No, she is always ready to undress, especially in front of such a man. Did he feel something too?

Balgas withdrew everything from himself, remaining in his shorts. Seeing his beer belly, Nefertiti swooped into the pleasant worlds. After removing a few hairpins from her attire, she removed layer-by-layer sea fabric until she was completely naked. Balgas held out his clothes to her, and he squeezed out her robe and put Eve in her bag. Nefertiti pulled on a bear-skinned suit, looked very funny and most likely she was not very comfortable. But the unusual robe caressing the skin warmed pleasantly, and her beautiful face was flushed with a flush.

The huntsman himself, remembering his abilities and making a wild roar, turned into a bear. All with affection looked at this transformation, only the hunter with fear and excitement.

Imagining herself for a moment in the arms of this wild beast, she flowed at all.

Eva wanted to ask the name of the stranger, but the princess cut her off:

- Come on, you need to find a place warmer, then exchange curtsies. - And they went upstairs, on a dirt path for a bear.

It was difficult to climb up, the wind beat straight in the face and everyone held the stranger, she kept trying to fall backwards. The rain was getting stronger when they saw quite a bit of light. Therefore, gathering strength, ran in that direction. There, right in the rock, there was a huge cave in which fiery tongues outlined patterns. Next to the fire was a young man. He was wearing green clothes, and he had a flat hat with a feather on his head. When he saw the bear and his team, he quickly plucked a feather from his hat and began to write something down ...

Again the bad weather cleared:

Ferocious wind, rain. Yearning...

When trying, who can,

Sit with warm lesions.

And I took refuge here in a cave

Away from the world of fuss.

What else should the minstrel

To embody in a poem dreams?

They play reflections on the walls,

Drawing demons, dragons

And warriors, enemies of despicable,

Once scary, but captive.

Already finish the verse

On the battle of the knight with the dragon.

Suddenly, a hubbub, shouting,

And people go inside in black,

In road hats on top braids.

They sit down to the fire - all chilled:

Where the devil carried them at night,

If I hadn’t been here, who would help ?!

I throw a pile of firewood into the fire

And put the kettle for guests.

I am ready to elicit them:

I get good news.

From their history beautiful

So blows the chivalrous romance.

I hasten to write in italics

In a notebook truthfully, without cheating,

To compose a song later

In which five brave

We went on a hike to look for a bride,

And whose - yes, does it matter?

The blue thread squeezed white and black lines more and more, this weather is also the idea of ​​a seamstress of the righteous, she is closely watching the squad through the crystal ball and understands where they are going. But they still did not realize much, and did not experience it. Therefore, the seamstress takes a new thread, switches the picture in the ball and, concentrating, breaks it in half. The bridge ... the bridge to which they walked cannot withstand the pressure of the huge blocks falling from the mountains and breaks.The wreckage of the old bridge flies down into the gorge and falls to the bottom of the icy river; now they have to find another way.

The seamstress takes the squad's threads again and starts slowly winding the bluish. It is time to stop the dominion of the storm, they will not sit there until night.

Sitting in the warmth and comfort, the strangers introduced themselves and met. Nefertiti, thanks to Eva, again wrapped herself in her robe, and Balgas returned to her appearance. Also, their ranks were replenished with a wonderful person, every few minutes Piero took the pen and wrote down everything that happened. But most of all he liked Milolika, a constantly cheerful, open and unpredictable girl. They said nothing at all, and he had already agreed to join the squad. With the advent of two new people, the princess became bolder and more fearless, for she promised to find Hanni.

The wind gradually subsided and soon even the rain stopped pouring, a bright sun reigned, and the detachment hurried out of the cool cave under its rays of life. Friends have already managed to negotiate their way and Piero happily announced that he had just passed through that bridge and there was no security there. When Nefertiti realized what this squad was for and why they were moving into the green waters, she certainly was delighted, but it was harder for them to hate them after they saved her.

When they went up to the bridge, thunder shook all the six. Milolika looked with horror at the transitional place of the canyon.

- Are we there?

“Yes ...” the troubadour breathed softly.

All six stood at the transitional place and saw only a canyon and a couple of large boulders. The bridge was destroyed, and a dwarf with a silver beard dragged off the railing.

- What to do now? - Milolika's eyes filled with tears, she sobbed and wiped her nose.

- No exit. - Pronounced Pierrot. - We'll have to bypass, and this is another twenty days.

- There is always a way out !!! - A scream sounded so loud that it seemed to be heard even in the castle. All shied away and looked, where the voice sounded. In the rock the entrance to the mine tunnel was hollowed out. The detachment slowly approached him and from there flashed a bright light. Despite the sunny day, they still grimaced.

From the light appeared a large muscular man.

The end of the second part.

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