I was feeling a little shaky as Lincoln led me to the forest. I thought of how the huntsman had led Snow White into the forest and cut out her heart.
It made me nervous.
But still, I walked with him. We were side by side. He kept a firm grip on my wrist as we walked.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked him, finally breaking the dead silence.
He glanced at me and sighed, saying nothing.
I swallowed, my throat is now dry, kicking myself for agreeing to this. How more stupid could I be?
He finally stopped and let me go.
We were surrounded by flowers. All of them are swaying gently in the breeze, seemingly radiant in the moonlight.
I looked around the surroundings, awed by the view, it was single handedly the most beautiful place I'd ever seen.
"What is this place?" I gasped, gaping at
