She walked through the white and pink roses and daffodils, mesmerized for a second, but quickly looked up when she heard someone coughing not far away. She ran swiftly to the front gate, looking back every now and again. Once she reached the edge of the forest she glanced back at the manor, and thought "Large and intimidating with its stone walls, yet charming in its own way". She turned away and ran into the forest. Stepping carefully over a fallen tree, Tristam tilted her head and squinted in front of her, farther into the bright, luscious forest. She heard a faint gushing noise, coming from near the big oak tree. She paused, wondering what on earth could be making that sound. She made her way delicately to the tree, and peered around the oak tree, her eye falling on the crystal blue stream rushing past the bank. She gasped as she moved closer. The water seemed to radiate. she had never seen such clear water, flowing around the pebbles, and creating a bright blue light. It was no wider than her own body, but seemed to go on for miles. She straightened out her dress and sat down on the wet moss by the bank, and dangled her feet in the stream. At first it seemed pleasantly cool, but soon it began to feel like silk around her feet, and she laid back on the grass and looked up at the blue sky, with the sun beating down on her face. Her headache was clearing up, and she felt very warm and comfortable, lying there, so she closed her eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep. When Tristam woke up, she was not lying on the moss by the stream underneath the oak, but in a large bedroom, in a four-poster bed. She sat up quickly and looked frantically around her surroundings, recognizing nothing. She pulled back the white veil around her bed. She was in a fairly large circular room, with a large white mirror, and a white desk with intricate carvings on it. Her bed was enormous, with white sheets and blankets. She To her left, was a large bay window, that over looked the courtyard, and to her right, the door, with steps leading up to it, and a large imposing frame with more designs. There was also a large closet next to the mirror, which was empty at the moment. Tristam got uncertainly to her feet, visibly shaking, when she heard faint footsteps in the distance. She thought at first to hide, but the door to the room swung open before she had a chance.