Setting

Nen Othrond is one of the many cities that sit next to the ocean. Its mayor is Henry Beaumont. It is a touristy type of city and you can find a lot sun, fun, and maybe even a nice tan.
When she got to the exit she saw the carriage and smiled widely, but then the smell of iron hit her and she froze. Something was wrong. It was eerily quiet too. Every hair on her body stood and she took a step back, ready to run.
"She's here?" came Lenandel's soft voice from behind her, and Keona nodded. "Yeah," she said in a soft voice. The pair exchanged a look, thinking for a second. They'd expected the girl to just climb into the carriage, which they'd then hop on and go. She wasn't, though. "I'm going to creep around behind her," Keona said in a soft voice, "and get between here and the entrance to that passage. You wait until I'm ready and then approach her - if she turns and runs, I've got her."
Lenandel nodded slightly. "Yeah, that sounds good," he said. Keona was smaller, so it made sense for her to be the one to creep up behind the girl. Silently, Keona started forward, keeping to the bushes and then the wall behind Iridessa so that she wouldn't see her in her peripheral vision, and once she was in an ideal spot to grab the girl and keep her from retreating to her little secret passageway, Lenandel stepped out from the bushes. He eyed Iridessa closely, taking a few side steps in the direction of the carriage. "Is this yours?" he called out in a low voice, trying to hide the smirk that toyed at his lips.
She knew he couldn't be alone. Iridessa might have looked dumb, and she might have been a little, but one thing she knee is that they always had someone with them. It was finding where the other one was. If they were smart the would have the entrance to the tunnel covered. Darting to one of the sides were going to have to happen. She swayed to one side like she was going to run before dropping her bag and dashing the other way. Guards should have been on duty. "Guards! Guards help!" She screamed before dashing through the trees, hoping he was too big to move so easily.
While Lenandel stayed back to fight off the guards, Keona dashed after Iridessa. She could see the wispy little blonde through the trees. She was fast, but Keona knew that she was faster - she had more physical training, after all, and longer legs. She was steadily gaining on the girl, a slight smirk on her lips. This wasn't what she'd expected to have to do to get her, but the run was definitely appreciated.