He has the same sparkle, she said to herself as she tilts her head to the side. What did you say about the road up ahead? which is all she caught from the conversation. In a strange way she feels like she is in a trance, everything in her head went silent after stepping foot on this part of the path.
The familiarness with everything is like she had done this before, like she knows who this is. But she has never traveled this path, never been to these woods. How could this be? She never ventured outside the palace.
He looks at her with curiosity, but kind eyes and asks,
"are you ok?" Her instinct was
to lie, to say, oh yes, I am just perfectly fine. Then the words started
stumbling out of her mouth as if someone else was speaking.
"Nope, I am not fine, I seem to be lost…very lost. Then
she cleared her throat, the whole point of taking this path was to find two men
that robbed me of my life. The old life I used to have. I get distracted. I go
in one direction, then another, all with a sense of going in circles. I am so
very confused." The Empress slumps
down on the log that is in the perfect spot at the perfect time. She lets out a
humungous exhale then tears run down the right side of her cheek.
He then nervously puts his hand on her shoulder, I am sorry, my name is Peadar. How rude of me, he explains. How is your foot? It looks like you lost your shoes. I see a cut on your big toe. He reaches into his brown leather over coat, then reaches into a matching leather pouch, and pulls out an amber colored vile and water. After we rinse it, we can put some of this on your cut, he explains. Some of what? The Empress asks.
Are you hungry? It was obvious, he was uncomfortable. He quickly walks around the corner then comes back with...
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