The Hunchback of Notre Dame: Heaven's Light

Separation

Three exhausted steeds jumped over one neglected wooden fence soon after they had the feeling of being followed by someone or something uncertain. Of when they thought was the guard, it was unfortunate to realize that there were wolves lurking in the fields at some point. A creature of the purest white had watched the three flee in deep knowing it seemed.

The white wolf. A familiar one that had once seen the gypsy's dancing goat and his kid. Still, she had a frail string tied about her thick neck. She panted fully from the run.

Of what had happened prior, one wolf had frightened one of the horses which then caused Evrard to defensively kill one when it was Adalyn's horse that had gotten into a fray. Trying to get near the girl was suspicious enough. Esmeralda had stopped her steed for just a moment and glared at the white wolf watching them from afar, atop a hill. These were not only wild. Something was going on.

The moment the white beast had turned away, Esmeralda kept her glare at that one spot for a moment before continuing her way.

"What in the heavens was that all about?" Evrard angrily inquired, facing the gypsy.

As Adalyn held her, Rose was deeply bewildered to what was going on. All she was able to see were these awful animals chase after them all of a sudden. It was fortunate that it wasn't another outlaw who may have gotten away from the traps. She held hope that it was Quasimodo returning to them, but all she was able to get was disappointment. It seemed that the farther they had gotten from those woods and soon, they seemed to be closer to the grand city that she was once lost in. Yearning and worry seemed to be everywhere to her. Rose could see the towers where she was brought after her rescue from that awful evening. Before she knew who he was, she felt so safe when he carried her away to safety.... Something was gone now that he was gone.

Adalyn could only look to where Rose was staring off to as she tried to keep her horse settled. The girl seemed to be lost in thought and memories.

I will always be with you. Always... she deeply remembered. All those warm words. All those loving truths.

"I do not know of the reason, yet it seemed unnatural. Wolves never give up a chase." Esmeralda spoke to Evrard.

"They had just...given up." Adalyn added.

Rose still was lost within her own thoughts, even when they were talking amongst themselves. But then it was noticed that a tear had ran down her pale cheek. Adalyn compassionately covered the girl's shoulders even more. The air was too brisk for comfort and riding did not truly help the matter. The captial was around four or five hours away thus far, but it seemed like an eternity just to get to the border.

"I do not like this. I feel like getting myself a new pelt for the winter, then..." Evrard growled as he turned his horse to lead on.

Esmeralda took a moment, looking back. Only a moment after she rode beside Adalyn. Rose kept looking back to those woods, the same as she was.

"Paris is that much closer. We must not delay anymore."

It was when it was thought they had fled, they were seen from afar by some stranger. It was no other than a woman whose back was ruined and her hair gone as white as snow. These six years had been divine hell on earth for her personally. Her wolves had almost gave her position away. She had to be careful of snagging the girl and now time was dearly short. If the authorities got their hands on the princess, then her plan would all be in vain. Yet it seemed that the man she conned had finally fled away in fear as she expected, since most of his own followers had fallen victim to rebelling gypsies.

For now they have reached the very end of the grand northern woods. Rose tried to look up to the sky but she saw no stars whatsoever and snuggled close to Adalyn as the rain had started to pour down.