The man who was holding my hand had fiery red hair and emerald green eyes which reminded me of freshly cut grass and the eyes of a certain raven.

I was laughing, I trusted him. "Daddy!" my young, little voice echoed around the clearing, it made him laugh. Puck.

Suddenly a figure broke through the trees, Puck's eyes widened in fear and worry before he told me to 'run and not look back' in a hushed voice.

I ran to the edge of trees and watched as my dad got up, pulling his daggers as he did so. I saw him talking, trying to be reasonable but the other figure just glared as the ground grew icy around his feet. A winter sidhe, then a thought came to mind. Ash.

I couldn't take it anymore; I sprinted into the trees, hearing the sounds of clashing weapons all around me. I stumbled, putting my hands on a branch to steady myself. I heard a rustle behind me and took off but slipped on an ice patch, my head hit a low hanging branch. As I could see blackness around the edges, a pair of steely grey eyes came into view. "W-Where is my dad?" I stuttered to the man kneeling in front of me the man's eye's locked on to mine "Your dad?" He laughed "Your dad is dead" He spat but that was all I could remember before I sank into oblivion.

I woke up with a warm, furry weight on my stomach. The cat's eyes fluttered open; he blinked "Nightmares?"He asked, softly. I just nodded, too breathless to properly answer. "Well then we'd better get going" I said, starting to pack up our things. "Oh I don't think so" came a voice from behind me. I spun around, holding my daggers as I went, Grim hissed then vanished. I spotted a dark figure by the tree, "Prince Rowan, to what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?" I asked "You need to come with me to the winter court" He stated simply. "Why?" I asked cautiously, even though I definitely was not going to drop everything and tromp off to the winter court just to say hi, "I do not know, I only follow the orders of my queen" He replied, "Well seeing as it's not that important, I'd best be going. Cya!" I said quickly and started walking, "It is very urgent and if you don't come now I am going to have to force you" He said, walking into step beside me. "Too bad" I shot back as I got on my horse and galloped off, but as I did, I felt a searing pain on my leg, and collapsed, falling off my horse, I looked down to see an ice arrow sticking out of my leg, surrounded by blood. My blood.

I glared at Rowan who was kneeling down next to me, examining my wound, I tried getting up and moving away from him but fell back down again. He sighed then said "Sleep Arianna Goodfellow" right next to my ear and suddenly I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore, and I sank into his waiting arms.

I woke up on the back of a horse, I turned round to see Rowan "You enchanted me to sleep" I growled at him, he just smirked, infuriating me even more "Well there was no other way to get you to come to the winter court" He stated. I looked down to see my leg, bandaged with a soft, pink stain coming .

I attempted to jump off the horse, but landed with a thump in the snow, I heard Rowan curse and follow after me but I was already running. He caught up to me easily, I pulled my daggers, getting into a ready stance. He smirked "You really think you can beat me?" He laughed. I really didn't think that I could beat him but I wasn't going into the winter court just yet. "Awww, is little Rowina afraid of getting beat by a girl" I teased,

He was a blur across the snow, but of course, soon I was up in the tree, climbing for dear life, my leg really didn't make the situation any easier, so this time I was on the very top branch and called my glamour to me, I shaped it into a bird, so funny enough, I was transformed into a bird. I was about to take off but, an ice shard flew up and hit my wing. I crashed to the ground, landing on my back in my usual faery form. I saw Rowan standing over me, glaring but that was all I could remember before blackness descended on me.