You're running through the forest, while Rook, with his horse, follows you from behind. You're running faster, even though your legs are injured. You hide under a tree, putting your hands over your mouth, your body trembling. You stop breathing when you hear a horse stop a little far from your hiding spot.

"Mademoiselle!" he said, getting off his horse and walking with his arrow in hand. "Don't hide, there are bear traps everywhere to prevent your escape."

Your heartbeat quickens upon hearing his voice. You try to keep silent because your leg injury is bleeding from Rook's arrow. You attempt to pull it out but don't want to worsen the bleeding. You remain silent because you can't run away anymore.

"What the hell! Why are you resisting?" you hear his footsteps approaching your hiding spot. "Why do you keep running away and getting caught again?"

He notices your white dress peeking out and rushes toward your hiding spot. You panic as he comes closer and closer. "That's where you've been hiding!"

You try to run from him, even though your leg is bleeding, but you force it. "You can run away, but your legs won't hold you back."

He shoots your leg with an arrow, causing you to fall to the ground. "Caution!" he walks over to you, standing and looking down at you as you cry from your leg being shot twice. "So you'll spoil your beautiful legs more. Your attempts are starting to get annoying."

"It's all your fault," you look at him for help, but he only chuckles. "What? Do you want my help?" He carries you bridal style. "This will be your last escape, got it?"