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| II. Silent Like a Mouse |
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The ride back to the De Rune's estate was silent. No one said a word. Marion stared blankly at the pathway in front of her, she couldn't wrap her head around the fact that there was something in the forest, and it was vicious.
Marion came to a realization that it must have been following the group since her horse spooked, watching and waiting for the perfect chance to strike. She could still hear the sounds of Lion's cries as he was being pulled underground, and torn apart. That was, until the ringing filled her ears.
The Dubois girl shook her head, and took in a shaky breath of air. She had to be strong for Amicia. She dismounted her stallion after they entered the estate's gates, her legs felt unstable; perhaps from fear, or all the running and riding she did.
"I shall organize a hunt." Robert told Amicia, as he walked towards her; his steps were heavy, he was clearly nervous.
"Go and find your mother- tell her I must speak with her," He instructed, "She's probably-"
"Looking after Hugo." Amicia cut him off, Marion knew exactly why she did.
"Yes, of course." She responded, and without any other words began walking towards the little chateau.
Marion sighed, and began walking after her. She wanted to keep Amicia safe, yet she was also frightened. She had to push back that fear, for Amicia. The dark-haired girl subconsciously tensed when she noticed a chicken walking towards her.
It was a silly fear, but a justified one. She still has a small scar near her eyebrow from when one of the De Rune's chickens decided to fight back during one of her little games. She and Amicia never bothered the chickens again after that incident.
Marion let out a quiet giggle as she remembered the look on Amicia's face when she saw the blood pouring out of the small wound; she looked as if she might faint.
"What are you thinking about?" Amicia asked, with a soft smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.
"Remember when we were around nine... and the chicken we were terrorizing that day got me in the eyebrow?" Marion chuckled, and gently ran one of her fingers over the scar.
"Yes, I almost fainted because of you," Her smile grew at Marion's words, "I think we gave my mother a pretty good scare that day."
Marion chuckled, and gently shook her head. If only things could be as simple as they were. Marion had a feeling things would be changing for the worse. The two approached Flore, who was plucking a chicken.
"Oh, Lady Amicia!" Flore called out, "Did you have a good walk?"
"Later Flore, tell the others that the forest is off bounds until further notice" Amicia instructed, and gently took Marion's hand into her own.
