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How was the path again? Left the first two intersections, and then right in the weird shaped tree? or it was left? maybe only he found weird that tree or there was a weirder tree around in some place?
He was lost.
Rumpel let that knowledge sink on his stomach trying to calm the fear. No! he had to find his way in this forest, he could not...he would not give up! he would find his way around the thick forest surrounding him!
If he had go back directly to home he wouldn't been in this problem but Milah…
A bright smile made his way into the spinner face. Milah wanted flowers from that part of the forest, at last those he had found, for her wedding flower crown tomorrow. She was going to look beautiful with the lovely white flowers, intertwined in her dark looks. Looking down to the bouquet a weary sigh escaped his lips, they were going to look beautiful if he put them on water soon … and if he found his way back home because if not no only the flowers will die, his wedding wasn't going to take place and then.
Oh God no, no ,no!!!! Milah was going to hate him if he let her stand up! and the her family will go back on the wedding contract and no “master guild”, “great spinner”, “has a home” and all that blah, blah nonce that her family gushed about in hopes to change her mind will help him. She will see that he wasn't good enough to be her husband. He already know that he wasn't the brave adventurous, worldly man he was sure Milah wanted.
This wasn't the way he had wanted things to go.
Growing up with two aunt who liked to tell him stories, all off them with heroes, true love and happy endings, have made Rum grow up with the idea that he would find someone one day that person would be his true love, or at last fall he will fall in love with her first and marry later. But then, after his aunts passed away, and he became a excellent yet lonely spinner, he realized things may not work in the magical way that tales describe.
Reaching the forty some and completive alone, he decided to enter in one of those cold and awful contracts so popular this days: arranged marriages.
It was easy, he was and alone and cowardly spinner, yet he had worked hard to gain a name outside his father shade. After looking in the town he finally found a girl he could grow to love, and his father was all to eager to marry said girl. And so he became engaged to Milah to his relive and her anger.
To say she was not happy when she found out was an statement, and in the first visit she found her way to let him know that not only he didn't have any of the qualities she was looking in a husband, but she also didn't even would grant him a chance. Rumpel was ready to give up but her father say that he should give her time, her family would intercept in his favour.
The other visits where, let's say better. She was cold and distant to any kind of conversation when she was at home, sometimes he go only to find she had leave and nobody knew where. Not a day passed with the spinner wanting yet dreading the cancellation of the wedding. He was uncomfortable in her house, always leaving thinking he had to call all of this off, but then he get home, dinner alone, sleep lonely, and wake up more lonely to have breakfast with himself and he just couldn't. Anything will be better than this.
The day was almost here and the situation wasn't better. Milah didn't talk to him if necessary. They still were practically strangers. He should have his vows by now, but what do you promise to someone you don't know? It was a disaster to say the last. He was ready to finally man up, send everything to hell, embrace his destiny and get a cat or 25 to ease his loneliness when something changed.
Milah, out of her own will, search him out.
- So, tomorrow is the big day - she smiled, smiled to him!
- yes - what an idiot he is. However she didn't seem reprieve, and keep talking.
- I know i hadn't been on my best behaviour lately- she seemed contrite. so she had a better behaviour! - It's just difficult to me you know? one day they just told me “you are getting married so accept it” and i.. - she was getting angry again, rumple was ready to hear how he wasn't what she wanted when her attitude changed inexplicably again.
- Anyway what i wanted to tell you is that tomorrow everything is going to be over...you know the wait for the w-wedding and i have a request to do to you
- yes? - keep monosyllable Rum, really! well at last she was talking and seemed happy.
- There is a tradition i know you know about: the groom bringing flowers to the bride in the big day...
- yes, of course - ha, nail it! two words together, you are getting better genius.
So she had give him the indications to get the flowers, that being truthful he had forgotten in a beginning he had to provide, in the middle of the forest. The only problem it was that he had to get them now because the wedding was in the early morning.
So he listened carefully to the direction she gracious gave him, and thanked all the good for the full moon on the sky. It wasn't long before he got lost, even following Milah's directions to a fault. He found out of sheer luck the flowers, or at least he hoped this were said flowers, in a nearby bush but he wasn't as lucky as to find the pat back to the village.
Listening to the wild fauna hidden behind the deep rows of trees the spinner started to wander around hoping against hope to find his way out this labyrinth.