of getting lost all alone. There are dangerous creatures out here too.” Rain thought of the wyvern from the day before. “Perhaps we should turn back.” Jacob lifted his chin and puffed his chest. “I can handle anything. Part of my training has been how to battle dangerous beasts that threaten villages.” Rain couldn’t help but be impressed. Verna was the only one she ever felt safe with in the forest. Rain didn’t like the idea that Jacob might hurt anything though, especially since Verna had taught her that the life of all creatures was sacred. “Do you kill animals for fun then?” He took her by the arms. “I only kill what’s necessary for food and survival. I thank the Gods for providing for my parents and me. Please believe that I have never enjoyed killing anything living.” “I believe you.” Rain rested her forehead on his shoulder for a moment and then smiled at him. He smiled back and took her hand again. They made their way through the tunnel. Leaves blocked the light, making it nearly as dark as night without moons. Just when Rain was wondering if the darkness would ever end, they came into a glade. Both of them gasped in amazement. The creek flowed from a rise on the other side, its sparkling water tumbling merrily down rocks. Soft, green grass bordered the creek along with flowers unlike any Rain had ever seen. Magnificent trees bordered the glade, their enormous trunks covered in verdant moss. The uppermost branches were lost to sight, allowing only a small circle of evening sunlight in. Birds and squirrels played among the branches, while flop-eared bunnies hopped away from the intruders. A sense of timelessness and magic filled the glade. The pain in Rain’s side lessened and her shoulders relaxed. Jacob leaned toward Rain. “There’s magic here. I’m sure of it.” Rain nodded slowly. “I can feel it caressing my skin. My stomach doesn’t hurt as bad anymore. It feels like the trees are sheltering us.” “Yeah. I feel safer here than in the walls of Lord Greffen’s castle.” Jacob walked forward slowly. Every step was taken with care not to disturb anything. “We’re welcome here. I can feel it.” Rain let go of his hand and ran to the falls. The water glistened in her cupped hands and tasted divine when she drank it. “It feels like we are, but my ma always told me to avoid magical places, saying they’re dangerous.” Jacob looked up at the trees with worry etched across his masculine features. “Verna says that there are magical places all over the world and each of them is a treasure.” Rain watched a cheerful bee buzz away from an orange flower. She sniffed the abandoned blossom. The fragrance was heavenly. “As long as we show respect and do nothing to harm it, we’ll be safe.” “Who’s Verna?” Jacob was standing at the base of a tree, peering up at the branches. “Verna’s my best friend. She knows more about the forest than anyone.” Rain moved to another flower, pink like Jacob’s eyes. Jacob took off his jacket and sat against the tree trunk between two large roots rising out of the ground. “Well, if she knows more about the forest than anyone, then we’ll treat your glade with respect.” “My glade?” Rain turned to him. “Yes. A magical glade for a magical woman.” He smiled and rested his arms on his bent knees. “I’m not magical!” Rain protested in alarm. “I promise I don’t know magic.” “That’s not what I meant.” Jacob shook his head. “Your smile makes the day brighter. Your hand in mine makes my skin tingle. When I held you in my arms, I wanted to protect you forever. You’re the most magical woman I’ve ever met, Rain.” Rain blushed and hid her face in her hands. His words overwhelmed her. She decided to ignore them and leaned over another flower instead. A butterfly landed on her hand, much to her surprise. Rain lifted it for Jacob to see. “I’ve never seen an orange and purple butterfly like