I spun around to find no one. It must have been my imagination, but I couldn't help but to think it sounded like Erik.
He wasn't here, though. He couldn't have gotten into my house, for that matter.
I went up to my room, grabbing my coat and letting my hair loose from it's cage of a ribbon.
The coat was a pink/purple color, and had a hood I could pull over myself if I was cold. It buttoned in the front, for which I was grateful. Some of my friends from town had coats that didn't close at all in the front. I don't know how they could stand the cold.
I went back downstairs and found my father back on the couch with Harry.
"Father, I am going out with Arthur." I told him, and he grinned and nodded.
"Don't do anything inappropriate while you're out." He said, chuckling while looking at Harry.
"Father!" I shrieked while going outside. The snow was lightly falling, and I couldn't help but ask in. It for awhile.
I walked over to the horse stalls, and found Arthur grinning at my horse.
"You've grown up a lot since I last saw you, have you not?" He asked, speaking to the horse while petting it's muzzle.
The horse huffed in agreement.
"Arthur, are you ready to leave?" I asked.
He nodded and smiled, petting the horse one last time before he expanded his arm to me.
"Take hold, love." He said, and I wrapped my arm around his. He pulled me closer to him, so where our sides were almost touching.
I grinned, and we turned to leave. We weren't expecting to see anything but maybe the snow fall, but we were greeted with a cloaked figure.
Arthur immediately pushed me behind him, protectively wrapping one of his arms around me.
"Who are you?" He called out. As the figure got closer to me, he started to be my height.
I wasn't as scared as I thought I would be, and stepped out from behind Arthur.
He took down his hood to show his face, it looked vaguely familiar.
He had dark, almost black, long hair, and almost unnatural blue eyes.
"My name is Gustave. My father sent me to get you."
