“So, its you who’s been following me.. Why?” Snow breathed, her tone sharp with an arrow drawn on the figure in the blue cloak. She recognized her from that night, the woman who’s hugged her and cried when they were strangers. It had been two days since she’d stolen the ring and nearly died at Regina’s hand, again. Her actions had been irrational at the time, but she was so tired of running, of what Regina was doing to her people in the villages. She would be more careful, hopefully she wouldn’t have to face her again. She had the gold from the trolls, but arriving at port she’d discovered the pirate left without her. So, She’d have to find another way out of this realm. She thought of red, end of the prince that helped save her. She couldn’t risk anymore lives. Which is exactly what she’d been trying to leave. Move camps, but then she’d heard the rustling. “Where’s your Prince? Charles?” She narrowed her eyes on the young woman, realizing after a moment she was alone this time.