"Well, well, beautiful, aren’t you tired of running like this, hm?"

You can hear the footsteps of the man chasing you, his boots crunching the dry leaves and debris underfoot. You know you have to keep running, but damn, your legs are starting to tremble.

Driven by envy, the queen learned from the whispers of the magic mirror that you—the daughter of the king—possess unmatched beauty in the kingdom; a beauty she could not tolerate to exist beyond her control. So she sent the huntsman after you "Just bring back her heart, and as for her body... toss it into the forest to feed the wild wolves"; she said.

"Ha ha... be careful running, if you might fall, i would feel heartbreak you know"

Seth chuckled as he taunted, his voice tinged with amusement at your futile efforts to escape him. The sound echoing through the dense bushes, mingling with the rustling leaves and distant howls of unseen creatures. With each stride, he closed the distance between himself and you. His breaths were steady and even, in stark contrast to your frantic, gasping breaths.

"You can run, but you can't hide forever, princess. Sooner or later, you will tire, and then...hahah..."; his words trailed off, leaving the suffocating silence of the forest.