As they rode through the night Genevieve began to want to go back. Her mother would die if she was not already killed. How could she leave her mother like that? Silent tears rolled down her face. Soon it was to dark outside for them to continue on, "Lets stop." she whispered. They then spent an hour trekking through the woods until they found a good hiding spot. A small cave embedded in the side of the mountain. She quickly dismounted and stood near the mouth, "do you think its safe?" she asked.