Tilda, however, did not return for dinner, and the whole family was getting worried. Even Angeli.
"I'm going to look for her," Angeli suddenly got up.
"No. You've caused enough trouble today," Bard muttered, getting up and pushing past Angeli.
"You can't seriously be blaming me for this!" Angeli told him, turning to him.
"All I know is, my daughter is missing, and the last thing she did before she left, was defend you."
"Because she doesn't want me to leave! What part of that do you not get?"
"Oh I get it. I get it a lot more then you do!" Bard suddenly turned to her. "I can't believe it; my own daughter, being friends with a murderer!"
"You were too!" Angeli retorted.
"You're right," Bard's voice suddenly got very soft and calm. "I was. Until I found out the truth, but you'd be surprised at how hard it is to tell you're daughter the truth about their friend."
"Bard..." Angeli whispered.
The man turned and began walking away. "She'll come back on her own. You don't need to go looking for her."
0o0
Tilda wandered around Lake-town, too lost in thought to even notice the sun going down. What did Angeli do to make dad hate her so much? She wondered. Fishers began packing up and turning it in for the night, too busy to notice the little girl wandering around aimlessly. Sigrid told me that all elves eat greens, so she didn't not eat her vegetables... Suddenly, an owl hooted, and the girl was finally snapped out of her thoughts.
"What time is it?" she asked herself a loud. Time to go home, a voice inside her head whispered.
Scared, Tilda fled, running along the wooden paths towards her house. Suddenly she felt something wet under her feet and she jerked to the side, falling into the water. The icy cold water hit her feet, then spread up her body to her shoulder.
"Help!" she cried, too shocked to move her arms and legs as the water began making it's way up to her head.
"Help!" she repeated once more, then her vision became blurred, and she was engulfed in darkness.
0o0
"Help!"
Angeli looked up from her book to hear the faint cry. Tilda! She rushed towards the door, only to be stopped by Sigrid.
"And where do you think you're going?" Sigrid demanded.
"Tilda's in trouble! I need to go and help her!" Angeli told her.
"She's fine, and it's too dangerous to go outside. Someone might reconize you."
"How many people do you think I'll find walking around in the dark?" Angeli demanded, loosing her patience.
"You're staying."
"Sigrid, if you know what's good for you, you'll stay out of my way."
"Or what?"