She was still considering which one to pick, when she slowly heard the door behind her open.
Ally quickly jumped into an empty stall and, not seeing any other way to hide, hid her belongings under some of the hay in the stall and started casting a polymorph spell. It certainly wouldn't have been her first choice under normal circumstances, but she was trapped,
and being discovered would have been disastrous.
"Why would anyone try to break into a barn in the first place?" Two large men with spears walked through the door, closing it behind themselves. "I'm telling you i saw the door open! Maybe someone's trying to steal a cow." Said the man on the left,
gesticulating towards one of the cows.
"And how did they get here? How would they get out? How would they take an ENTIRE COW with them?" The man on the right said in an exasperated tone, before letting out a sigh. "Forget it, we would've had to come here tomorrow anyway, so we might as well do it now."
The man on the left hesitated for a moment before carefully asking. "Uh, why were we supposed to come here again."
The man on the right, who had seemingly given up at this point, responded to him with a monotone voice.
"We're supposed to pick a cow and bring her to the barn on the hill to 'maintain the royal bloodline'. I have no idea what that means,
but we aren't paid to ask questions, so lets just get it over with."
The man on the left was about to respond, when his eyes emt directly with Ally's. "Huh. Is that cow new?"
Somewhat annoyed, the other man turned to the left, his expression turning slightly confused when he saw Ally. "I guess?"
The man on the left stared directly at Ally, slowly making her more and more nervous, before turning to the other man,
seemingly having thought of something. "Oh right, which cow were we supposed to get?" The other man shrugged.
"I was just told that we should get 'a cow from this barn', he didn't say anything more specific. How about you just pick one?"