"EVE! EVE! Where are you Eve!" shouted the Daniel. He was her servant, or slave. He had loved her the day he saw her. When she ran off, he was sent out look for her. He was actually glad he was always sent. Since he only wanted what was best for her. Eve seemed to be his life.
"I'm at the Howling Rock," she called back. Her voice was faint like a ripple in the ocean. The Howling Rock was surrounded by a field of roses. This is where Eve spent most of her mornings and nights.
"Ugh. . . . Why do you always hang here Eve? It's so far from your house," Daniel said. He saw her hands were red with blood. At least her fingers were. "Have you been picking the roses again? You know you are gonna kill yourself the way you let your blood just drip like that."
"Sorry for worrying you Daniel. I'll bandage this up later. I think I'll stay here for a bit. Don't worry I'll clean myself up before the festival," Eve replied. She wanted him to not worry about her. That was really the last thing she wanted anyone to do.
Just because she was the feudal lord's daughter, she was always babied. The people knew she was a great ninja and she could take scare of herself. "Its like they don't trust me," thought Eve.
"No, Eve, your father wants you back now! May I ask why you are picking those roses?" Daniel asked. He hated when he had to force her to come back.
"I was picking them to use at the festival tonight. I'm going to ask the florist if she can make this into a corsage for me. Just a single red rose for each female servant at my house. I thought it would be a good idea, except I'm 5 short. Can I just get these 5?" Eve pleaded. She knew he liked her and she knew how to take advantage of it.
"Um. . . . Fine. . . . . But make it quick. I told your father I would have you back 10 minutes ago," he replied.
Afterwards, she brought the flowers to the florist. Eve couldn't believe how long it took to put on a simple dress. Her dress was plain white with gold medals with the villages sign on each of her shoulders. The village's symbol was a full moon with a cloud across it. Then it took even longer for her hair. She would rather where baggy pants and short sleeves with a vest. Considering that she was not a dressy party-like person. But, as usual, she was forced to do something she didn't want to do. This was her life, do whatever her dad tells her and she was feed up with it.
She was ready earlier than expected and she was happy about it. She sat at the top of the Howling Rock and played her flute. She was never a talented singer, but she was a great flute player.
"Eve," called her father's soft voice.
"Hello, is that you father?" replied Eve
"Yes it's me, Eve. I herd you play your flute. Why are you playing such a depressing tune?"
"Well, I've been having a bad feeling about today. Since, everyone is whispering about some bad omens. So, I didn't know what else to play."
"Okay. The festival is in a few hours. So don't ruin your dress or hair."
"Okay, father. I won't do anything rash. I promise."
She kept on playing on with her sad melody. Her father walked away with a swift, fast pace. She watched him as he left. He had been awkwardly all week. Were all the rumors getting to his head? Or was it something else?
The few hours seemed like days. She left her flute in its case and walked to her window. There was a weird bird flying in the distance She thought she was just she was seeing things since this happened often. The peaceful silence broke when someone called her name. This only meet that she had to go to the central of the village. She had to make some lame speech.
"EVE! Are you coming?" called Daniel followed by monotonous knocks on the door. She thought that Daniel was extremely annoying.
"Coming Daniel," she replied. "Why are you so annoying," she thought. She walked out the door and Daniel followed close behind.