On her way back to the hut she can see the curious onlookers taking a peek at what she is carrying.
"Just something to liven' my hut" She says with a cheerful smile.
She continues walking trying to ignore their nosiness. At her hut she quickly gets a clay vase and puts her new flower collection in it with some water.
"Now, that makes the place lots better" She says with a smile.
"Time for an afternoon nap before I go riding." She says to herself as she quickly dozes off. Somehow she dreams of many flowers.
During her dream she sees herself all in white in a field of daisies. She walks among them peacefully but then notices a dark cloud forming in the sky. She sees a black dragon coming towards her with a mean face. Before the dragon could get close she wakes up. She wonders what the dream could mean and if it had something to do with the village.
Thinking about it some more she believes the dragon could be someone in the village that wants to make things bad for her. She wonders who it could be as she pictures the face of everyone living in the village.
She thinks about the fortune teller or even the black smith, they both have lots of riches and prestige and don't want others to get too far above them. Her face almost becomes crossed over it.
Then again there is the hunter and the inn owner also, they both could be suspect. She recalls what she remembers about her interactions with them.
"Ok enough negativity" She says to herself. She goes over to her window near her bed, it is almost sunrise besides she is not sleepy. She quickly makes her bed and then rushes over to her small stable to see if her friend is ready to ride with her into the surrounding green.