The princess ran as fast as she could. Memories of the bloodshed she just saw flashing mercilessly in the back of her head. The Hunt was arriving and she had to protect her people. 'I am Doutzen Visser Van Elderen. If I cannot do this, then who will?'. Her beloved land will suffer. There was no doubt about it, but if she could safe at least one village... It was worth the risk. With dark brown hair swaying in the wind as she sped through the forest. She might not fit for the role of savior. Not with that small frame and delicate face of hers. Nonetheless Doutzen was set on freeing Anhelante from the occupant's grasp. So she could once again walk through the mesmerizing valleys she grew to love. All it takes is to make The Hunt understand that every witch in her kingdom was gotten rid of or exiled.
The situation her people are in is, at the end, their fault. Right?
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Crown of Anhelante
FantasyAster always thought that they're safe in the walls of the Sacred House. Apparently not so much. Not with that new secret of theirs. All Sabrina ever wanted was to keep Micah and Saskia safe. With The Hunt roaming around she's determined to give up...
