River
Leaving the fire to run out into the night, searching for his daughter was enough to make River’s heart catch in his throat. How was it possible that someone had taken his baby from her warm bed in the middle of the night?
As he tore through the forest, running in the direction his wife told him she was tracking the culprits in, he tried not to think about the fact that he’d been suspecting something like this in the back of his mind for some time. Ever since the rogues started getting close to the village, he’d been wondering if they’d try a stunt like this. If he’d been able to put the pieces of the puzzle together, if he’d thought it was truly possible that they’d try to take his daughter, he would’ve been more vigilant. Now, he was running as fast as he could, praying that Ellie or someone else saw them soon.
If they found them, they would stop them. They just had to find them.
“River! I see them!”