Pov: 3 person
"Thank you so much Marian, for helping me with the herbs for the potions!" Katel shouted as she waved to her dear friend who had helped her that morning. Marian returned the greeting and said out loud "of course Kat, it's always a pleasure to help you!" then the young lady went along a small path unknown to many, but she had discovered it long before the arrival of Robin Hood and his gang, she continued walking for another quarter of an hour.
'I'm finally almost there' , thought Marian as she quickened her normal pace, she reached the end of the path covered with huge roots, and delicately moved a bush of white roses and took one and smelled it, and then took a few steps further.
Forward to find a small pool of water, set in a probably thousand-year-old stone, inside the pool of water of a color tending towards light aquamarine there were hundreds of white petals with some shades of light brown, Marian sat down at the edge of the small freshwater basin and take off her cyan almost light blue silk gloves and, began to delicately tear off the rose petals, taking care not to hurt herself with the thorns of the beautiful flower, but unfortunately the girl cut the index finger of her right hand but she doesn't seem upset, in fact she almost seems relieved at the sight of the crimson liquid on the skirt of her dark turquoise dress but upon contact with the blood it turned purple.
After less than a seconde, however, the girl put her injured finger in the water with a slow and precise movement, she took her finger out and saw that the wound had healed, and the girl sighed slightly and then lay down on the soft bright green grass, and began to sing a sweet melody with the soft female voice in a very subtle and melodious way in a low voice almost like a whisper, the lady's eyes opened slowly and tears came out of her peacock blue eyes, and then she closed them quickly and then she sat down and continued to sing always in the tone of a whisper, then she turned her head slightly towards the small lake of the light sea water color almost stained by the white petals of the roses which Marian frequently tears off the petals, and then look at her own pale hands, almost milky white except where there are long-standing scars from the horrendous trauma that had taken way Marian's father, and make her go in Nottingham.
then put her silk gloves back on who continued to look at her hands and remember the despicable event that led her to live with her cousin and uncles.
"father can we go for a horse ride?, please we haven't done it for a long time" a little girl asked to her father, the Duke of Leadford Derik, the father smiled sweetly at his daughter who was seven and a half years old at the time and answered his daughter kneeling down and placing a right hand on his daughter's head and shaking her red hair "that's fine, Mary darling, this afternoon after lunch we'll go riding together, what do you think?" the little girl jumps on her father and hugs her, shouting out loud yes, and the little girl say to her father "you know, father, I love you a lot!" the father laughed and replied to his daughter "I love you too, Mary, my sweet daughter...".
That happy spring afternoon which was supposed to be a sweet moment between a father and a daughter, but in a short time it turned into a nightmare for the poor little girl, in fact during that afternoon there was an attack on the Duke of Leadford which unfortunately was fatal to the man who died fought to protect her beloved daughter, who after seeing her father die for her and being kidnapped and almost being molested and kill but luckily for her, a brave farmer managed to save her from the girl's tragic end and bring her back to the castle apparently to the royal family branch of Leadford.
"What should we do now?" "the duke is now dead, his eldest son, Simone, will have to take over" "perhaps it would be better to tell King Henry too and in any case he is the brother-in-law" "yes I think it is the best idea, but poor Duchess Lillian must now be destroyed.. ." "you're right, sir, but this cannot influence the line of succession" .
behind the door of the room where important decisions were made, there was the young lady Marian who was crying feeling guilty about the death of the father and close to her were her younger brother and sister, but the five year old and two year old children, unfortunately, they did not understand what had happened but seeing their older sister like this made them cry together with her...
