I see. [ He follows her, sword drawn to hack away at the thorns, though truth be told the steel feels heavy in his hand, as if it might slip from his fingers at a moment’s notice.
Still he watches her retreating back, a little surprised at how quickly she’d recovered—but then again…
Now isn’t the time, he reminds himself. ]
If this follows a certain old tale, then perhaps I have an idea as to the cure. [ He lifts his gaze toward the spires and turrets rising above them, similarly ominous and thorn-clotted. Would there be a sleeping princess up there, he wonders. But then his gaze falls upon Pyra next, and he feels his heart ache for her.
If his conjectures are true, then he’d only end up hurting her all the more. ]
Most enchantments tend to be broken by a single gesture. And the ruler of this castle might have understood that as well as the Snow Queen…
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Still he watches her retreating back, a little surprised at how quickly she’d recovered—but then again…
Now isn’t the time, he reminds himself. ]
If this follows a certain old tale, then perhaps I have an idea as to the cure. [ He lifts his gaze toward the spires and turrets rising above them, similarly ominous and thorn-clotted. Would there be a sleeping princess up there, he wonders. But then his gaze falls upon Pyra next, and he feels his heart ache for her.
If his conjectures are true, then he’d only end up hurting her all the more. ]
Most enchantments tend to be broken by a single gesture. And the ruler of this castle might have understood that as well as the Snow Queen…