Up the street, the knight walked. He was dressed in shining armor, which glinted off the sun. There was a breastplate, a helmet, and a sheath for a sword dangling for his side. They could not tell if the knight was handsome because of the helmet covering his face, but what they could tell was that he was tall.

As he walked past, Bonnie walked out in front of him.

"A knight!" she screamed. "I did not know the day would come when I would see such a noble spirit among us."

The knight paused, completely missing the thick note of sarcasm in Bonnie's voice.

"Noblest of spirit, deserving of your place in life and more, if only I can touch you, I would be of the same noble spirit as you are. Though not quiet." Bonnie made a show of being sad.

By the side, Tum and Buckle tried to control the laughter that was struggling to burst through their lips. They knew exactly how Bonnie saw the nobles, and there was no doubt that she was acting it.

"But of birth, I am not of the same noble spirit as you," Bonnie said.

The knight removed the helmet from his face. Bonnie almost shrank back but held her ground. If nobility were to be given by looks, the priest would have been a peasant.

"What troubles you, young lady?" the knight asked.

"Nothing, my lord, nothing, except your spirit, which I wish for myself that I could be."

Tum and Buckle tittered, trying to control their laughter. When the knight turned quickly to them, the two showed a straight face.

"Perhaps I shall see you when I return. I am on a great quest for the king, going to claim a great treasure, one greater than anything money could buy."

"I will be looking forward to that, kind sir," Bonnie said.

"Did you say treasure?" Buckle asked while Tum snuck around to the back of the knight. They did not learn to survive out in the rough streets of Mora by being decent citizens. Sometimes they got their hands dirty especially where people they considered undeserving of what they had were concerned.

As Buckle and Bonnie took up the attention of the knight, Tum circled the unsuspecting nobleman and snatched the purse hanging around his waist without the man noticing it. Then he walked farther away from the man, so he would not be suspected when the man started looking for his purse.

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"Aye, treasure, I was sent on this mission by none other than the king himself."

"Carry on your way now, good sir," Bonnie said. "I will be looking out for your return."

The knight nodded at her, then at Buckle who was still trying to stop himself from laughing, ending up making a strange face. It was straight enough for the knight not to suspect anything was wrong, so he turned and carried on, completely oblivious as to the crime that had been carried out against him.

Buckle waited till he had gone off to a far distance before he broke into uncontrollable laughter. Tum appeared and joined him. After a while, even Bonnie could not continue keeping a straight face. She joined in the laughed and they rolled over themselves on the ground. Some of the other traders watched on, their faces chessboards filled with puzzles.

"Well, so much for nobility," Bonnie said. "He could not even realize pretense from genuine actions."

"Well, the nobles are always so full of themselves," Tum said, still laughing. "He thinks the peasants would worship him always."

"Well, he certainly is not wise," Buckle observed. "You see why we all should just remain where we are?"

"What are you saying?" Bonnie said. The smile had disappeared from her face.

"The more we get rich, the more we lose our senses. We could be dealt with by street urchins the way we dealt with this guy."

"I am not a street urchin!" Bonnie exclaimed.

Buckle laughed. "Believe it or not, we are street urchins, and we are also peasants."

"You can be a peasant if you want to be!" Bonnie screamed.

"Hey!"

The three friends turned round to the sound of the voice and saw the knight hurtling down the road, coming after them.

"He is back!" Tum screamed.

The three turned and fled, running in different directions to further confuse the knight as he ran after them.

"Stop those thieves!' the knight screamed.

Not one person in the market moved. They watched the knight run past after the youths that had just stolen from him. The verdict on their faces were the same: the knight would never catch any of the three kids that had just robbed him and ridiculed him.

He did not know the first thing about the hidden directions and side streets in the city of Mora. He had probably spent most of his time fighting outside the kingdom, going on heroic quests, or just staying at the palace like the king and other knights.

As Tum ran, he turned to look back and measure the distance between him and the knight. He found that the knight had taken off in pursuit of Bonnie, the last person he would be able to catch. Bonnie ran like the wind.

As if that was not enough, she always found a way to throw obstacles in front of her pursuers, making a mockery of them, causing them to tumble and make fools of themselves. Tum chuckled and faced the direction of their friend's house, Quil. This was where they usually went whenever they stole from the ruling class. Quil's house was hidden and finding them would be difficult.

There was little worry about the wares that they had left behind. They would not be paid by the owners of the commodities, and they would probably not get any odd jobs from the people for some time, but they would be alright with the money they had stolen from the knight for the days they would be ignored by the merchants. Still, he knew that the men would come around in the next couple of days. That was how it usually worked.