Bethilda
Mallador and York attended to us after a series of a breathtaking scene where a dead tree almost hit us.
"Are you alright, Prince Demetrius? Lady Bethilda?" York asked.
Demetrius stood up and helped me get on my feet again. His face became serious as soon as I read his thoughts. His thoughts became hostile and alert. "We've got company..."
We all turned around to one direction and heard a loud rumbling sound like thunder is there to peel the sky. The wind is a lot stronger than before. Our thick coats and garments started to sway with the wind.
Demetri was fast enough to grip me by my waist.
The wind blew from the north, right where we are facing. Suddenly, someone is walking from that direction. The scarf surrounding her head has its ends swaying with the wind, especially h
