For months, he’d watched his daughter gain the unicorn’s trust. Now the child’s innocence brought it to a clearing, and hidden the hunter drew his bow.
She saw him, and the Forest King felt faith shatter.
The arrow missed its mark. It only slew a daughter’s love.
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