It was just as well that Michelle moved quickly through the garden forest. It seemed as if every twig, vine, and thorn reached out to pop under foot, impede her progress, or snag her robe away. It felt like the forest would snatch her up any moment until she broke through to the flagstone walkway. Even as she walked the flagstones, the branches themselves would catch on her clothing or hair, but when Michelle turned to see, nothing but an empty walkway met her.<br/><br/>The flowers along the walkway were in many vibrant and clashing color combinations, some were even luminecent. Blue and red swirls, green and purple pinwheels, orange and yellow stripes. Such exotic flowers exuded equally exotic fragrances, almost as intense as if Michelle bit into a fruit. Along with the delicious smells, Michelle began to feel... hot... flushed even. Her cheeks blushed scarlet and a familiar ache crept into her chest and abdomen.<br/><br/>Along the edge between the forest and the castle, a small servant's entrance was found. It might have been overlooked save for two guards standing on either side of it. A small yard was cut away for the growth of several herbs and spices, but the trees, flowers and brush were thick enough to hide someone roughly 20 yards away. As soon as Michelle spotted the door, it burst open! A man with a butcher's cleaver was chasing a chicken to the amusement of the guards as it ran straight towards Michelle!