One day, Calen took Anabelle on a walk through the woods. They stopped at the clearing where Anabelle had saved the prince from the panther. Calen took her into his arms and whispered into her ear how much he loved her. Anabelle, of course, returned his feelings. As much as they loved each other, they knew they would never be allowed to marry and spend the rest of their lives together. Calen was a prince and Anabelle was a peasant. What were they to do?
Calen and Anabelle talked all night about how they could save the prince from his parents and his fiancé. As the sun began to rise the next morning, they heard a low, menacing growl coming from the brush. Anabelle suddenly thought of a great idea. She slowly leaned over and told Calen her plan. A smile appeared on his lips and he would have hugged her in joy had the black panther not chose that time to creep out of the bushes.
Anabelle pulled her knife out of the sheath in her boot and prepared for an attack. As the panther leapt towards them, Anabelle swung her arm and stabbed the panther. Calen took off his shirt and best and began to wipe the panther’s blood onto his clothes. Anabelle used her knife to shred the shirt and vest. The prince hugged her goodbye and walked deeper into the forest. Anabelle set off in the opposite direction, towards the castle.
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