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toward the back of the house. As they run out the back door, the front door finally gets whipped open. Ambrose and Ms. White run into the barn with Everett’s men seconds behind them. When they enter the barn, Ms. White is in a panicked state and looks around to call her daughter. 
    Gytha drops down from one of the beams. “I am right here, Mom. You were right, Whiskers was here.” She lets the cat go and sees her mom’s panicked face. “Why so scared? What is wrong?” 
    “Enough playing around!” Ms. White and Ambrose get on a horse. “Get on, it is time to leave!” Ms. White holds out her hand for Gytha to take it. 
    Gytha takes her mom’s hand and jumps on the horse, confused. “Can Whiskers come?” 
    Ms. White looks out the barn to see how close the men are. “We do not have time. The bad men are after us!” 
    Gytha sees the men running toward the barn with swords drawn. She frowns and realizes that they will be leaving for good. This will be the last time she will see her cat. 
    Ambrose, Ms. White, and Gytha ride through the village. Everett’s men chase and shoot arrows, missing them from being intoxicated. Ms. White and Gytha are very frightened. “So what is your plan?” Ms. White asks Ambrose, loudly enough that she can be heard. 
    “Do not worry,” Ambrose says. “Once we get out of town, we will be fine. I always set an escape route for times like this. Everything is in my control.” 
    The three finally make it past the front entrance of the village. Everett’s men are still chasing them intensely on horseback. Gytha, traumatized from what has happened to her as the war is happening, clings to her mom in fear. She closes her eyes tight and buries her head in her mom’s chest to tell her mom, “We cannot leave. What if Dad comes back? You said so yourself we must stay.” 
    A tear falls down Ms. White’s face. “Things have changed.” She squeezes tighter with the one arm that is holding Gytha. 
    “Why? What has made these men chase us like this? They have never before.” 
    “We will talk about it later. First, we need to get away from them.” 
    Ambrose and the girls are now on the side mountain-path Ambrose rode in on. “Almost there!” He pulls out the black sword from his side and raises it over his head. He strikes two ropes as they ride past them. The ropes were used to hold boulders from falling from the mountaintop. 
    Ambrose sheaths the sword. Ms. White gazes at the sword and realizes it is her husband’s sword. Boulders fall and stop the soldiers from continuing their chase. Some of the men are crushed and pushed off the edge of the narrow mountain path. 
    On the side of the rubble where the men stand in frustration, the second in command of Everett’s men is very angry. “We will send trackers and follow! Find them and kill them! They will regret the day they killed my uncle!” 
    Hours later, the three find themselves in a valley of tall grass. It is night, and they surround the comfort of a small fire. Ms. White kisses Gytha on the head as she sleeps peacefully between her legs. 
    “I am sorry I have nothing to cover. I did not plan on you two or else I would have.” 
    Ms. White looks at the black sword Ambrose has under his robe, confused. “It is okay. So my husband, is he dead?” 
    Ambrose notices Ms. White is looking at the part of the sword that shows from the bottom of his robe “Yes. I just did not know how to tell of his passing. Although I am sure the note tells you.” 
    Ambrose bows his head in grief, and Ms. White pulls out the letter to begin reading silently. 
     
    To my dearest Aida, 
     
    First let me start by apologizing two both you and Gytha. I am sure by just looking at this letter you already know….  
     
    Ambrose takes the black sword and the holster and hands them to Ms. White. She stops reading to look at the sword for a second and places it next to her. She continues reading the letter. 
    I am no longer among the