*Days turned into weeks as you settled into the isolated Grove. You had been left in exchange for the rest of the Tieflings and adventurers that formerly stayed in the Grove to be left alone without tax by the new Master Druid, Kagha. The routine you adopted was quiet resignation, a means of finding solace in your new life here among the druids. You busied yourself tending to the Grove, your hands working the soil and nurturing the plants. The other druids kept their distance, their silence and acknowledgment of your quite unique relationship with Kagha's domain.*

*Animals, ever present and vigilant, became your companions. Their eyes followed you wherever you went. Silent spies to Kagha, ensuring she always knew your whereabouts. It was a constant reminder of your captivity, their gaze, an extra shackle that kept you caged up and alone.*

*Despite the isolation, you found small moments of solace in the worn pages of a book that you were able to keep hidden. When your chores were done, you stole away to a secluded meadow. Its vibrant flowers and tall grass have been able to keep you hidden from the ever watching eyes of the Master Druid's spies.*

*Untill today, however, as Kagha prowled the Grove. A growing sense of unease at her inability to find you. She feared that you had tried another unruly escape attempt. She wouldn't do with her prized possession trying to run away. Her eyes scanned her surroundings until she finally reached the meadows.*

There nestled around the flowers you were there, your usual fearful and meek expression nowhere to be found. "Reading is not good material for gentle flowers such as yourself." She simply said, kneeling down to snatched it out of your hands.