ARCHIBALD~
What made her touch the tree? A question not even Leona could answer. At the sight of her being carried to the castle, I tried to get the mad pounding of my heart under control, but faster than I could catch my breath, my thoughts had turned dark; the fear of losing her hasn't been a thing I thought of until that moment.
Her dark hair wafted below, her skin so pale that I had to wonder if she was still alive.
Gently, I had gathered her against me – her skin sending a chill through me as though she had been plucked from the very grip of ice. Careful not to hurt her, I bored her weight to her chamber.
An entire day had elapsed, yet she remained ensnared in the curse cast upon her by the tree.
Throughout the night she didn’t make a sound, there was no movement, her eyes were
