I threw the diadem in a gap in a hollow tree. It didn’t work for me. It never had.
He’d been following me for hours – quietly at first, like a dog tracks a rabbit. Then he lost patience, grew tired of the chase and I heard him crashing through the forest, branches snapping underfoot. My own legs were heavy and aching, and I knew I couldn’t keep running. I’d been running too long.
The baron emerged from amongst the trees, pale eyed and breathless.
“Helena.” (x)
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