The prince and his royal guards are hunting in the Gwennyth forest but this time they have gone too far from their usual place.
The forest that lay beyond seems unfamiliar and they are lost.
Later, the whinnying of a horse was heard in a distance. The sound of it is getting closer to their place.
" Did you hear that? There must be someone else on the other side" the prince said to Brom, the leader of his royal guards.
"The place don't seem dangerous but we can't tell your majesty."
But when they all heard a feminine voice talking to someone, they all keep quiet.
Prince Adam pulled the reins of his horse and went to the clamp of bushes that separate the stream from their place.
On the other side of the stream the most beautiful thing he had seen in his life stood beside her horse.
On her shoulder hung a bow of arrows. She was wearing a simple leather like clothes that is not so feminine. Her black hair billowed like a flag in the gentle breeze and her skin seems to glow under the morning sun and even from afar he can see her dark brown eyes under her long lashes.
At the moment, her own world seems to prevent her from sensing his presence.
"Your majesty, am I seeing things or is it my imagination?" Brom whispered to the prince.
The prince did not answer Brom, deep inside he was wondering what this beautiful lady doing in the depth of the forest.
His heart begun to betray him from feeling this kind of admiration. But he was good at hiding it.
He was known as the cruel prince of Valtimor since the death of his Fiancè Princess Diana.
The memories stung deep in his heart spreading the venom of hatred and anger. He remembered the reason of her death and slowly the admiration left replaced by suspicion.
When the lady straddled her horse he waste no time and followed her.
"Prince Adam where are you going? You can't leave without us!" Brom whispered with greeted teeth.
"No, you must stay here. I'll be back soon." The prince silently followed deeper in the forest.
On the way, he smelled something being cook deliciously. After a few strides he saw a simple hut surrounded by wild flowers in their different colours.
He stop in a distance just enough for him to see the scene.
A middle aged woman went out and his heart froze.
"My dear Esmeralda! Where have you been? You're already late for breakfast."
She was wearing a white apron and a few dough was in her arms. She must be baking.
"Amira, Im sorry i didn't wake you. I was in a hurry for my morning hunt."
She went down and let Calmir the horse roam freely in the garden.
"Enough for your explanation, lets go inside and taste my freshly baked berry pies!"
The woman exclaimed excitedly. The two disappeared inside the hut.
The prince still cant believe of what he saw.
Amira was the daughter of the witch of the Shermoon wood who killed her Princess Diana.
But who was this another girl? The prince ask himself.
It has been ten years ago when it happened, but the pain still came back, fresh as yesterday. The witch was punished to death without answer why she killed the innocent Princess.
The prince tought for a moment, today he got a big hunt and his prey is worth for his revenge.
When the prince was about to leave, his horse begun to gallop towards the garden where Calmir was eating the green grass.
"Caspar, Stop!" the prince tried to stop the horse but it will not budge. When he turned, he saw Brom and the other royal guards coming his way. He tried again and this time it obliged.
"Brom! We have to get them now!" The prince shouted the order.
"The beautiful lady your majesty? " Brom ask startled.
"The witch's daughter and her!"
The voice of the prince got louder that it got heard by Amira and Princess Esmeralda.
Esmeralda
