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King Hanequin sat on his throne for a time longer. He, soon, heard those footsteps once more and he no longer felt his daughters' hand or heard her voice. The king blinked and raised his head, just in time to see her leaving his side, leaving the room. He let out a sigh, one that could not be helped. After a few more moments had passed, this man did his best to shake off at least some of what he was currently feeling. 



He made to follow after his daughter. This was a father who wondered what she was up to. He did not want her to be involved in this fight. His desire to keep her safe as much as his people was a strong one. He could not let her get hurt. That was one of the main thoughts inside his mind as he had stood up and left the room himself. He glanced around as he tried to find her. 


"Where could she be?"



That was when he saw her with the men on the castle grounds. He narrowed his eyes. However, before he could stop her, she had already ridden off, along with those others. He gasped. The king fetched his own horse, being in quite the hurry, and made after his daughter. She was risking more than he was allowing her to. King Hanequin was going to bring his daughter back home. He could not allow harm to come to her. He had already lost his wife. He was not about to lose her as well. By the time he managed to catch up to her, the mountains that the evil man had spoken of were coming into view. His eyes went wide once more. 


"She cannot be....."


Those words trailed off as he made his horse go faster, with the intention of desperately trying to reach her, to keep her from going inside. 


"Please....stop her....."


He prayed to the great spirits that something would prevent her 'mission'.