II.II. Tune

The memory always was static. She remembered walking up on her parents talking, but the words were always a buzz in her ear. She could never remember what they were saying. She remembered how cold the wood floors were, how the winter seemed to chill the entire building, despite the numerous torches burning within. It was dreadfully cold that night, the sky black with a storm threatening. She could remember that, even through the static.

II.I. Sweet Melody

"How does this sound, Mother?" Claire asked, pointing to the paper before her. Her blue eyes looked towards her mother, a worried look on her face.

I.VIII. Freedom

Once more they slept by the pond again. The sound of the fountain seemed to sooth Claire to sleep faster than usual.

I.VII. Future Plans

"I'm not kidding! I saw a Unicorn!" Rebecca claimed the next morning but William just scoffed.

"Rebecca, I saw the horses that were outside last night. There was only one in the area and it was that beautiful mare that you love so much"

"No, there was a Unicorn too! And he was a stallion!"

I.VI. Magical

Flowers always seemed to smell better at night to William. He had picked the flower as delicately as possible to preserve its steam. Perhaps he had once been the captain of the guards, but that did not mean he was not a gentle person. It was nice to smell flowers and pretend he did not spend most days worried.

I.V. New Life

Life was pretty good at the moment for the Silverthorn family. Rebecca's stomach was swelling by the day and William seemed pretty happy too. The summer was long and their child would be born before it's end. Of course, there wouldn't be much summer left after that. Fall was coming and Winter after that.

A month prior there had been a huge announcement; the Queen had given birth to a son, the Crowned Prince Abner. It made Rebecca feel a little safer, they would be focused on the growth of their son rather than hunting down herself and William.