The twigs scatered acrossg the damp earth snapping under by shows as I padded softly through the dense forest.
My pale skin, almost ghostly in the moonlight, it shimmered as I moved. And I know too well that every step I took was a defiance against the King's orders.
I wasn't supposed to leave the castle walls, especially at night.
But I couldn't stay inside, locked in my room pretendind to read a book I don't even udberstand. And not especially when the weight of my own thoughts felt like it could drive me into madness.
I won't be away for too long anyway, I jusy really had to to outside, alone, quiet, hope the by walking under the glow of the moondlight, I couldn seek out solace in the whispering trees and the cool night air.
"He will be furious..."
I muttered to myself, my arms swayed at my sides at the thought of King Marcus's anger.
Then later, my nose wrinkled.
