Mikhail's P.O.V
I grab my bow and arrow and hang them around my body. I look at my mother once more. Her eyes are filled with worry, she has never agreed with my decision on searching for my father, but like my father, I am a stubborn man, and when I insist on something, I'm doing it. She knows all she can does is to pray for my safety, and nothing else could be done.
My father used to be a merchant and he was the provider for our family. Every week he would go through the forest in the middle of the two towns to sell his items and would return in a few days. However one day my father left the town and never returned again. No one had seen him leave the forest, most people said that he was probably eaten by the wolves, since there were indeed a few wolves roaming around. But I never believed that. My father was a capable man, if it was only wolves he would have shot them. It had to be something more.
Lately there has been a rumor that there is a dark witch roaming around in the forest, stealing things from the villagers, and there has been a rumor that she is responsible for the disappearance of a few young men who walked into the forest and never comes out again.
So I am determined in finding the witch and killing her, maybe my father is also one of the victim, if I cannot find my father, then at least I will be able to prevent more men disappearing.
I heard the witch's house was located right at the heart of the forest, and it will take me a few hours to get there. I walk and walk, trying to follow the directions nature has provided to me, and it's true, after a few hours of walking, the sun has set down and I am about to lose my hope when I see it, right in the middle of the forest, at the very center, there is a small wooden hut, and there is light coming from it.
I am about to face the witch people have been talking about, I wonder what does she look like ? Maybe she is a scary old woman with horrible hair and face, like the one they portrays on legends and stories.
Gathering every courage I have, I approach the hut and I slam the door opens. My eyes widen at the sight in front of me.
There is a young woman sitting on a wooden resting chair, she was wearing a long sleek dress and has her Straight black hair was falling down to her chest. Her eyes were sapphire blue, and they reflected the light around. She was light skinned, but not pale, and her face was cold, yet her smile is warm.
Yes, she is smiling at me.
My shock cannot be contained when I see something else inside, there is a man on his knees right beside her, and he was... kissing and licking her feet, as if it's the most delicious meal in the whole entire world, he seems so focused on it he does not even bother to turn his head on me. The young woman was gently caressing the man's hair and her eyes are turning to me.
"Welcome, Mikhail, I have been waiting for you" she calls me by my name. How can she possibly know my name ? Right, she must be the witch everyone is talking about. But she looks rather different than what I imagined her to be.
"Why do you know my name ?" He asked her, he remembered his arrow and with lightning speed he pulled a bow and point it at her. She smiles, something about her smile makes me feel unsettled.
"Of course I do, I know everything about you, I saw your father's memories and my, i should say you are more handsome in person"
"My father ? How do you know him ? Where is he ?" She chuckles, no, she laughs. Her long fingers caresses the face of the kneeling man.
"He is right in front of you" is she saying the man beside her is my father ? No way. He looks so different, there is no way the father I remember looks like that. And even if he is my father, how come he does not recognize me ?
