"Father," I called from the woods.
She was too deep into the woods for her father to notice. A small hunt along the borders of their kingdom. The king had taken his daughter despite the disapproval of her nanny. He wanted to show her what hunting was. But as excited as Rose was before, she found herself frowning as her father killed a deer. Distracted, her father never noticed as she slipped through the bushes and disappeared.
Rose was scared. The woods were extremely dark, however, there was a peaceful silence.
Peaceful for young Rose. She could feel the black soft soil under her feet tickling her as she stepped. From the shades, stared the thousands of dark shadows down at the little girl. She giggled as her eye met a bird, and a cry disputed her giggle, she gasps looking around, wa
