"It is coming for us," Rosalind said. She looked back to where the others were and then towards the Duke. "It might be coming for this little one."
"A beast…" he uttered while looking at her intently. It was as if he was observing her, trying to stare into her soul.
"I don't have time to explain." She approached the little tiger, picked it up then held the Duke's hand. "We should go."
"That is not where the carriages are."
"We have no time, " Rosalind said as she started pulling him away from where the carriages were waiting. The Duke could easily fight the beast coming for them, but she did not want to drag the others into this fight. "We need to get away."
To her surprise, the man just let her guide him away from the carriage.
"The snow is thick… we can use the trees if you want to."
"Use the trees?" she looked up. The branches of the trees around them were at least three to four meters high.
