Isabella pushed the horse to it's limit, trying to as far away from the guards as possible. How could her father do this to her, send her to a strange country. She had heard about the king, people at the court called him a cold man. If his son was anything like that, the rest of her life would be a living nightmare. She could barely see through the darkness, lowhanging branches had cut her face a couple of times. When the trees and bushes got to thick she jumped of the horse and continued on foot, making her way through the forest. She finally stopped by a creek to get some water, in the horizon the sun was beginning to rise. She prayed that she had put enough distance between her and the guards to make the daylight irrelevant.<br/>To cover her tracks Isabella jumped in the creek and followed it op stream, listening hard for any signs of followers. The lack of sleep was beginning to tear on her strengh, she needed a rest but finding the right spot was the problem. She finally reached a small cave, she checked for signs telling her it was being used by animals, but found none.<br/>She slept for several hours, waited til the sun began to set and then sat of again.