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Scarlet looked back into the village. She gasped in shock. The village was being burnt down. The village men tried their best to stop the fire, but it was a one in a million chance of saving it. The King turned the horse back around and urged it to gallop with the other horses. Scarlet knew she had no chance of getting out of it. For now, she was stuck, going to somewhere she knew nothing about.
“From the moment I saw you returning on my father’s horse, my heart pined for you. From the moment you walked through those doors this morning, I knew it was certain. When you refused to meet me when you first came here, I felt like I was dying. So I guess what I’m saying is...”
“Father!” Scarlet yelled. He turned around at the sound of father. His face filled up with more joy. He began to make his way towards her, but as he did, Scarlet found herself running more. She wasn’t getting any closer. In fact, she was getting further away. She looked at her father in puzzlement. She stopped running.
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