That woman who had been crying for help in the forest was the King's Right-hand woman.
Didn't they say she was dead? That her body was set ablaze with the dragon's flames?
She had seen a ghost!
"Are you alright, Nadia?"
Her Granny had asked and she had lied.
"Yes, Granny. I just got a little distracted in the woods. I'm sorry for coming back so late, it won't happen again."
How was she supposed to tell her Granny that she had gone past the boundary, and straight into that part of the forest she had warned her never to go to? Not just that, she had also seen exactly what she had told her she would see if she crossed the boundary.
A troubled spirit.
The words the ghost had said still haunted her. It was almost as if she could still feel those cold fingertips, the dread, and the chill that ran down her spine at the unwanted touch. She had sprinted away from her, and the ghost had followed, claiming that she was her daughter.
