He smelt the scent of blood. A fresh cut. From a rose bush. A girl... No, no.. A ROYAL girl. Elijah smelt the fear of the girl and heard shouting and rustling. He walked around before finding the girl. Quietly watching and inspecting her. He tilted his head the opposite direction, spotting the men who were trying to find her. He quickly scooped her up, taking her up into a tree away from the men. He looked at the trail girl, curious and cold
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