The Lost Diadem

You never know when you might end up on the other side of the law…. Govin tried to remember every detail of the girl’s face, which turned out to be pretty difficult since he had only seen her in that short moment of surprise. It took them the greater part of the afternoon and several sheets of paper to finish the drawing. In the end, however, Govin was satisfied with the picture. ‘This looks like her! You are incredible,’ he exclaimed. Bardon put the quill down and scrutinised his work. The sketch showed a young girl with untidy hair, smart eyes and a cute little nose. ‘A pretty girl,’ he remarked. ‘Too bad she's a thief. She might've grown up to become a beauty, but I doubt she'll live long enough. The streets are rough, and the prison's even rougher.’ Govin felt a pang of guilt. He asked, ‘What happens to her if she is caught?’