. If there was ever a time when I just wanted to be one with the nature around me, I would go down to the river .
Taking off my shoes and socks before rolling up my pant legs, I wadded into the middle of the river where the water was about waist high . I let the palms of my hands barely skim the surface of the water, feeling the rippling waves underneath my hands . I closed my eyes, making myself forget about everything but the sand beneath me, water around me, and breeze above me .
That night, I was making my dinner when there was a knock on the door . I didn’t usually get visitors that late, so I was cautious . Tucking a knife in the back waistband of my trousers and grabbing the lantern on the counter next to me, I hesitantly opened the door .
What I wasn’t expecting was a royal messenger, delivering an official statement to me, of all people . As soon as he handed me the folded slip of paper, he bowed gracefully and walked back to where his horse waited for him patiently by the side of the main road . Putting the knife back where it went and setting the lantern on the table top, I sell into a chair and broke the wax seal that held both sides together .
Inside was a statement of summons . I was to be at the castle of the Duke and Duchess of the Northernmost Kingdom tomorrow afternoon . While it didn’t give me the option to back out, I had a feeling that if I didn’t show up, it would be my head .
I wondered what they wanted to see me about . I hadn’t been going over the tracking amount for the season, and had kept tallies of every animal I killed and brought home . I hadn’t been in the public eye lately, and was sure that if I had broken a law, they would have taken me in right then and there . They definitely would have brought something more than a gangly messenger, who looked like he was barely of age .
With a sigh, I had gone back to preparing, and finally eating, my dinner . I wanted to understand, but I knew that I couldn’t let my patience get the best of me . Trying to keep my head off of the summoned, I ate as quickly as I could before going to bed early, praying a prayer of thanks as sleep overtook me almost immediately .
Chapter 3
Lara
I was surprised when I was summoned by my father .
I had been reading, a hobby that Vivian says is more of an addiction, in the gazebo . It stood in the very center of the mass garden that had been planted many years before behind the castle . It was home to every flower, tree, and bush that you could possibly imagine . The colors always seemed more vibrant to me in the garden than anywhere else, second in beauty only to my mothers clearing . I had been there since the breaking of dawn, the cool morning mist gently spraying the flowers and the tips of my hair which were pulled out past the edge of the covering with every breeze that passed my way .
I almost didn’t believe the guard, Henry, I believe his name was, when he told me that my father requested to speak with me . My emotions ranged from surprise, to joy, before finally settling at fear . My father never spoke to me, so for him to want to see me surely meant he was angry . I started to replay every action I had made and word I had spoken, trying to figure out what it could have been that I had done to make my father want to request my presence . When nothing came up, I began to worry even more . What if I had done something that I couldn’t remember? What if it was something horrible?
By the time that I had gotten to the library, I was shaking with worry . I was sure that my fear had a scent, and if let loose, the castles hunting dogs would be able to find me from a mile away . I tried my best to hid my concern, not wanting to give my father yet another thing to be upset about . Worry wasn’t becoming to a young