For the next month Len and Murphy went out together. They just fell for one another over time.
Murphy went into work the next morning and saw Len in the locker room all beaten up. "Len!"She exclaimed. He didn't even look at her. she rushed to his side."Len whats wrong? Are you okay?" She asked kneeling infront of him. "Len, answer me." she heard silent sobbs comming from Len. Murphy heard the door open. "He won't answer you girl." It was Len's grandfather. "What did you do to Len?" Murphy hissed. "I did nothing dear girl. Len did this to himself. He knows the consequences for going against me." He smiled wickedly. "What did Len do wrong? Do you just like to cause harm to others?"Murphy shouted. "Len has a fiancee. He will marry her when he becomes sixteen. You were making Len confused. He said he wanted to back out but that is not an option." The grandfather said calmly. "why won't you just let Len do what he wants to?" Murphy asked still shouting. "I will not have my grandson go around with a bandit girl."He shouted. "How? How did you know?"Murphy's eyes widened. "Last night when I was reminding Len why not to disobey me he shouted 'I'm in love with a bandit!'"the grandfather fumed. "now get out. I never want you to see Len again." Murphy looked to Len who was looking away from her. Then looked back to the grandfather. "Only if you promise to never hurt Len again, I will leave this town and not come back for three years so that when or if I do return Len will be married." Murphy said, tears welling up in her deep green eyes. "You have yourself a deal."He smiled. "I'll be out of town by tomorrow morning." Murphy nodded throwing Len one last glance and left "Ari's" never to return.
On her way back to her appartment she was stopped by a blue eyed blonde."Excuse me." Murphy said, her tears now mostly dried. "are you the one who tried to steal my Lenny-puu away?" she asked. "Why do you think that?" Murphy asked. "Beacause you are the rattiest looking peice of trash in the city."She smiled wickedly. "the only peice of trash I can see is the one right in front of me. Now get out of my way, I need to go pack."Murphy brushed pass her.
she ran the rest of the way to her appartment and packed quickly wanting to leave before sunset. She rushed through the market getting dried foods, new boots, clothes and other essentials. She put them all in her bag and headed out of town. At the gate she saw some one standing there. "Are you really going to leave Murphy?" He said. "Len don't make this any harder. Just let me go. Live happy with your Fiancee." Murphy felt the tears fall down her face. "Murphy, you're the only person whom I've ever really liked. I don't want you to go."He said sadly. "If I don't go you'll only get hurt. Besides, who would want to be with a bandit girl anyway. we're nothing but trouble."She wiped the tears away. "I want to be with a bandit girl." He came over to her and hugged her tightly. "Len, please let me go." She criend grabbing his shirt crying. "It doesn't seem like you want to." He laughed. "Shut up. I have to go now." She smiled still crying. "I don't ever want to let you go." He even started to cry. "I don't want you to either but I made a deal to keep you safe." she said pushing away. "let me come with you then." He pleaded. "what about your engagement?" Murphy asked. "I wouldn't want to marry anyone but you." He smiled. She looked up at him in disbeleif. "really?" She smiled. "Really." he kissed her forehead. "Won't your grandfather chase after you?" she asked. "grandfather won't chase us. Nina's another story but as long as i'm with you none of that would matter." He smiled at her. "Get your things and meet me in the forest where I first met you at midnight. You'll need at least a month's worth of dried foods, good boots, and lots of clothes."She started. "I'll be fine. I'll meet you there." he smiled.
At midnight he met her in the designated spot, and they left immediatly. Cloaks around their heads and the past at their heels. they were now off in search of the king. Murphy was never going to be alone again, or so she would like to think.