The Ghost Forest

Chapter 8: King Henry IIX

Sarah couldn't resist anymore. Since her friend ran to save Logen, and left her with this Henry-guy. The thing was that she new Henry far before they met in the forest. She just played stupid. But in reality she remembered.
"You and me." Sarah held around her left wrist.
He stared at her like she was a ghost. In fact she was.
"Did you enjoy my little trick?" she flew towards him. "I certainly loved yours. Your Majesty." she mocked.
"Stay out of this, ghost. You of all people should know I was helpless to save you."
"Helpless?" she got closer. "You know, there are many types of ghosts. Some of them can enter your body and force it to do what please them."
"You're not." Henry loaded his gun. "But I must warn you. I'm not alone. If you attack me, you'll be send right back to Hell where you come from."
"Hah! And that should scare me?" Her deep eyes widened. "Not alone? Are you really that dumb?"
"Careful with you big mouth, ghost."
Sarah wiped her eyes. "U-hu." Then she burst into laughter. "Your son won't last throughout the week with this beast running around in this forest."
A noisy bush caught Sarah's attention. Immediately he knew she saw him. But he didn't mind. Years had past since the time she was taken and he'd fled. The bush made another sound, and before she got to open her mouth a young, handsome teenager entered the area. His face was noble and had ironically a royal look.
"Father, what's going on?" his rusty voice broke the silence.
Sarah's cheek got a blushing color. She flew towards him, circled around him some times meanwhile Henry watched closely her every move. After what happened to Logen, he'd been more protective than usual.
"That's Henry jr?" She starred with wide open eyes. "I must've been gone a long time."
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