Skye yelped slightly as the sword swung at her. She heard the chains clang to the ground and rubbed at her wrists, looking at the woman. She was now conflicted. Sure the woman just freed her. But why? She never answered when she asked about her father, which raised suspicion in Skye. A few seconds went by while Skye wrestled with herself on what to do. She glanced at the door. The prince would be here soon to check up on her. She needed to decide. Finally, she walked over to the woman, and after a second of hesitation, she clamored onto the girls back. It felt odd to be on a girls back.