Sorry its been almost 2 months but here it is finally!

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("Anna's" P.O.V)

Anna pulled on the gloved hand, which revealed something strange, a man. There had been men in the village, but all of them were quite thick-headed, and thought that the only way to deal with a problem was to hit it with a stick. Literally.

Although, unlike the other men, this one was, well handsome; Dark brown hair fell on his face and covered his eyes, a slightly hooked nose, chiselled cheek bones and slightly overgrown facial hair , made him appear brooding yet enticing.

Cautiously, she moved the hair away from his eyes, which revealed an almighty bruise on his right temple. Anna couldn't help but wince as she looked at it. It was a dark puce colour, and out of experience, Anna knew that it would turn into a delightful shade of yellow by next twilight.

Wondering what to do, she looked around to see if any other hands were lying in the undergrowth. Seeing nothing, she saw nothing else to do, except to try and carry the unconscious man back to her home. "How the hell am I going to explain this to Leah?" she thought aloud.

With that, she continued her journey, somehow carrying/hauling the John Doe and her basket whilst still magically maintaining her balance, although she wobbled most of the way back to the cottage.

Unbeknownst to her, she was not alone in the woods, as a dark hooded figure peered through swaying olive coloured leaves, smiling wickedly. "Yes, the plan was going well", they thought, spying on Anna through the branches, as she staggered gingerly with the heavy buffoon on her back. With that, the figure turned, and disappeared in a flourish of inky coloured feathers.

(Anna's P.O.V)- Past

I woke up this morning, with no plans to heave an unconscious very heavy man to an abandoned wood cutters cottage where I live in the middle of the forest. Yet somehow that's what I found myself doing, that and wondering the amount of shock on Leah's face. It's not like I wonder around aimlessly, daydreaming about pulling on the hands of unconscious & injured men, it just happened that morning.

I will admit that he was quite attractive unlike every other man in the village, except for Daniel, but that didn't make him any less lighter as I dragged him over tree bumps and had to unhook him from pointed tree branches for what seemed like an infinity.

Finally, home appeared, smoke gently rising from the chimney, and fading against the twilight coloured sky. "Leah is going to be so pissed at me", I groaned. Speaking of her, guess who just had to emerge from the back of the cottage carrying firewood & kindling, right as I said that.

Looking as if I had just slapped her in the face, Leah's mouth dropped open and the firewood fell onto the ground as well as her feet. Ignoring the blood now gently spurting from her foot, she just stood there gently swaying in the breeze, when she finally had the courage to screech: "Oh my God you killed him"!

"I did not kill him", I pouted, "I found him unconscious in the woods, and the best thing at the time seemed to be to bring him back here and did you know your foot's bleeding?"

Leah looked down and started to bandage the cut with a piece of ripped dress, still rambling on at me: "That's not the point, do you know how it would look if anyone from the village saw you carrying him? You know what they think of us. By now, we would either be trapped in the cottage whilst it was on fire, or standing outside as a volley of 100 arrows came hurtling towards us!"

"Just help me get him inside and then we can worry about the impending massacre", I shot back. It took several attempts to get him inside the doorway, as he was quite big & it probably didn't help that the doorway was practically fairy size. A few bumps & bruises later, we eventually managed to get him inside, and laid him down beside the fire onto the work bench. "Go and get some blankets" I said to Leah, and as she went upstairs, I decided to take a better look at the mystery mam by doing the impossible. Removing the gloves.

They were made of red leather, and felt rough to the touch. My fingers hesitated over them, and warily pulled them off his large hands and gently ran my fingers over them, feeling the bumps and callous of his working hands. "Who are you?" I wondered aloud, as Leah came down the stairs holding a bundle of blankets. "Where do you think he came from", she said as she put down the blankets, and began to check over the rest of his body for signs of any injuries, stopping at the painful looking swelling around his ankle. "Well he didn't drop from the sky", I said, "And he's way too good-looking to have come from the village, so he must be a hunter from a faraway land, like Corona or something".

"Hmm, maybe, although it wouldn't hurt to check for a crest ", said Leah. Nodding in agreement, I decided to start with the gloves as they were already off. Turning them inside out, I almost dropped in shock; inside the gloves, there was an emblem of a dragon twined around a sword. It was a crest. The crest of the Royal family of our old village was part of. This could only mean that…

He was part of the royal family.

Noticing my shaking, Leah looked over quizzically, and asked "What's wrong", as she carefully treated his swollen ankle "Oh, good, God," I thought struggling to get words out "Leah", I said worryingly, "He's part of the royal family, and if he's found here-

"We'll be arrested for treason" she practically yelled. "Out of all the hunters in the world why does it have to be a member of the royal family?" "What are we going t-

The sound of a twig gently breaking outside interrupted us, our gazes darting to the bordered up window.

Next update may be 1-3 weeks but I will try & upload the second chapter of Saviours as soon as possible.

Disney References: Kingdom of Corona.

I will upload some sneak peak character images for Saviours if anyone can gues who Leah is.

Bye & have a wonderful week1