"Sometimes you have no choice but to choose the path of darkness Snow, it may be the only place you can get help from" she responded,
"Ah.... my father once told me that everything has a price in the world of magic and you have yours which means yours is...." the child said and Octavia smiled,
"Your father sounds like a wise man, he is right everything has a prince indeed" Octavia replied,
"You would make a perfect mother," the child said and Octavia's eyes sparkle as she got onto her horse,
"In this world hope is not a good thing, you always expect something but later only that expectation gets destroyed" she replied then rode off and the kid rode off after her.
While riding Octavia felt free as her hair blew with the wind and the little girl's eyes sparkled as she looked at her.
'Father" the child called out in her mind.
