My mind feels incredibly fuzzy. All I can remember is that prince of blood and snow, my dead grandma, the forsaken and my blood lacing into the snow. I wearily open my eyes. A white light greets me.

''She's up! JASPER COME QUICK!''

''God, be quiet Eve. You'll scare her.''

''That's not possible.''

''yeah it is. How would the first thing you'll like to see is a screaming mad woman?''

''I'm not-''

''CHILDREN! Please behave.''

My vision focuses and the first thing I see is an older man bending over me. He seemed pretty fit. He didn't look that old too. His greying hair was long and tied in a pony-tail. His long beard made him look like a samurai wizard. He squinted at me through his dark pin-like eyes.

''Where am I?'' I ask.

''Safe.''he replied.

A girl of about thirteen and a boy around sixteen props me up against my pillow. They must be brother and sister because they look so much alike. High cheekbones with intelligent green eyes. Well formed faces were highlighted by silky brown curls.

I gaze down at my skin. It looks normal again. No ice. No blueness. Yet, I can't stop that feeling that my insides are frozen. That they're coated in a layer of frost.

''You, my dear should be happy to be alive. You were hurt pretty bad when I found you. Bleeding and convulsing for food and rest.'' the old man says.

''Then, thank you.''I nod solemnly.

''It's no big deal. In fact you seem to interest Jasper here, a lot.'' the girl says placing her hand on the old man's shoulder,''I'm Elnodye. That's EL-NO-DYE. This is my brother-''

''Oh shut up.''

"Pleased to meet you 'oh shut up'.'' I say sarcastically.

He looks offended and Elnodye laughs gleefully. I don't purposely mean to be rude and sarcastic but when you're nearly killed by a forsaken, you don't necessarily want to be nice.

''His name is Angrekon.'' Jasper says, ''And you are?''

''Drevial.''

''So, Drevial, I assume you know about tethereds?''

''Sort of. They're like humans that aren't quite humans. Their spirits are different. They contain wisps of magic in them. These spirits are supposed to be chained within their human body which is why they are called tethereds. Am I right?'' I say slowly and cautiously trying to recall everything my grandma told me.

''Yes, you are also aware that they are not liked much by society because of their powers and about the forsaken, am I right?''

''The forsaken are half demons and half exorcist things sent from hell.''

''You were attacked by one. Can you recall what happened?''

I scratch my head. The blood. The stench. My grandma. The burn. The ice. The snow.

''It ate my grandma.'' I finally choked out.

''This is bad.'' Jasper murmurs walking towards the window,'' The evil has awakened.''

''Angrekon. Elnodye. Summon the counsel. Things are getting more discorded by the minute.''

I stare confused as the siblings quickly dash out the door evidently panicked. I have no words to describe how useless I feel. I feel left in the dark. Jasper hands me my satchel smiling. Then he dissolves into the shadows. How is this possible? He must be a tethered too.

I open my satchel slowly, taking my time by fumbling with the cord. I dump it's contents onto the bed. The rabbit meat has been removed. All that remains is a well wrapped parcel along with a few of my daggers.

How did this parcel get here? I untie the string and remove the paper.

God almighty.

It's beautiful. I've never seen a hunter's uniform this sleek. It is as black as the night going in perfect collaboration with my hair. Tiny golden designs line the edge. Accompanying it is a matching mask and with it a finely crafted dagger fit to be in the possession of a King. Oh well the king can't have everything can he?

There's a piece of parchment coiling around the hilt of the blade. As I open it, it becomes so very clear who gave it to me. I begin to read.

'Huntress,

Consider this a simple present to apologize for my inconsiderate behavior towards you and a symbol of peace and goodwill- though daggers don't represent peace or goodwill but who cares?! I know I don't. I understand your hostility and sarcasm towards me and I forgive you because I'm a very noble man. Okay boy. But I'll be a man soon! Just kidding. I included that line to make you laugh. You must realize that you are very scary in battle and it is my pleasure to know some one so ardently beautiful while they cut off others throats. I have never seen you cut throats but I imagine you must look as beautiful as you eternally are. Until we meet again huntress. I won't find your identity as it makes our love more mysterious. Not that we're in a relationship or anything. I will wait for you to reveal your identity and I'll reveal mine when you ASK. You hardly ever ask me about anything and it's getting very annoying.

Until we meet again my Huntress.

Your Knight in shining armor.'

I smile to myself. I've never been moved so much by words before. It's like I can see him right next to me. His adorable grin and the way his undeniably messy hair cascades over his smooth forehead. By God, he's a horrible flirt. Yet, I can't hide my blush. He must be saying this to every girl he meets but why does he make me feel so special?

"Until we meet again my Knight in shining armor." I whisper to the star spangled sky.

"until we meet again... I'll wait for you... Eternally.''