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the two of us head deeper into the woods until we both realize we’ve gone too far to logically remember the way back to the palace.
    “Where are we?” I ask, chill seeping into my body. I’m scrawny for a boy of thirteen. No meat on my bones is the way Asa chooses to describe me. “How do we get back home?”
    “Shush,” Asa orders as she listens carefully. The woods around us have gone completely silent, no animal sounds anywhere. Each tensed up muscle in my body tells me we shouldn’t have come out so far. “We should go this way.”
    “You don’t know if that’s the right path,” I say. “What if we end up at the mean lady’s house?”
    “Hush your face. Now, stop being a baby and follow me,” Asa orders. She’s only two years older than me, and I don’t like her ordering me around. I cross my arms and pout.
    “We don’t have time for this,” she says.
    “I’m going back that way,” I say.
    The bushes shuffle. Both our bodies tense up as we glance toward the noise. A boy emerges from the trees. He doesn’t look to be much more than a year or so older than Asa. But he’s skinny and his clothes seem to hang on his wiry frame. His wild, dark hair and the way he stands make him seem familiar to me.
    “Hi. We won’t hurt you,” Asa says to him. His gaze darts back and forth between my sister and me. “We’re trying to find our way back to the main path. Can you help us?”
    “Asa, no,” I warn and tug at her shirt, trying to pull her in the opposite direction. The boy glances at me. His eyes are dark and strange. His gaze pierces through me. I don’t like these woods or this boy.
    “Seth!” a woman’s voice calls from in the distance. “Seth! Where are you, boy? Get back to this house.”
    The boy named Seth lurches forward. I shove my fists up in the air and prepare to defend my sister. Yeah, he’s skinny and all, but he’s taller than both of us. Instead of messing with me, though, he runs and grabs Asa’s hand, pulling her in the opposite direction from the woman’s voice.
    Shock pins my feet to the ground at first. The eerily silent woods close in around me as I stand there watching my sister running off beside the boy with the strange dark blue eyes. 
    “Faris, come on!” Asa yells. Her voice startles me and my feet move into action. I take off running through the woods. I catch glimpses of my sister and the boy zipping between the trees. She’s running and laughing at the same time. For Asa, this is a game. Anything rebellious or dangerous excites my sister. What could be more risky than interacting with the vagabonds who live in the woods?
    Father warned us to stay away from them. Going against his wishes has gotten men hanged and flogged in the past. Sure, we’re his children, but he doesn’t tolerate defiance of any kind from anyone. We arrive at a river. Seth pulls Asa across a shabby wooden bridge. I’m struggling to keep up because they had an unfair head start.
    “Asa, wait up!” I call out. My sister is too busy being caught up in her forbidden fun. I run as fast as I can. Still, I wind up losing sight of Seth and Asa. I come to a clearing, stop, double over, and wait for my heaving breaths to ease up.
    “Asa!” I call out again to a silent forest. I run my fingers through my hair and curse myself for forgetting to bring my sword. It’ll be night soon. I definitely don’t want to get caught by the Tainteds who scout the woods at night. Soldiers bring stories of my people disappearing back to Father all the time.
    I find my way back on to the right path by using the markers Asa made out of fabric tied to certain branches along the way to help guide me. Eventually, I make it back to the castle. A fuming Father meets me at the doorway. To make matters even worse, Mother stands beside him. He takes one step down and glares at me.
    “Where have you been? Your mother has been worried into a frenzy.” He’s a bigger, wider, and ten times more intimidating version