Chapter Two

                                    

                                          
In the morning, when the sun sneaks its way into your eyes, you found yourself alone laying under the warm covers. Pan was not present, and you were relieved by that. It meant you could finally dress up without having his eyes constantly on you and you could choose whatever you wanted to wear. You chose simple clothes: a white blouse, brown pants and leather laced boots. 
                          
When you stepped outside, you were almost shocked about how silent the camp was. Only a few boys walked over the clearing and after a while you heard steps walking behind you.
                          
"Well well, the Lady is finally awake, everyone!" A boy with a thick voice mocked. "And she is walking among us, the people!" 
                          
You stayed quiet at his antics. He had the same icy blue eyes than Felix but that's all you could see. He was wearing a heavy fur coat and you almost gagged at the hood: it was made of a tiger's head, something you only have seen in books. 
                          
"Leave her alone Léonard." Another chubby boy spoke. "Or Pan will punish you." He voiced quietly and looked nervously down.
                          
"Pan can suck my dick!" The other boy yelled, but nobody seemed to take that in account.
                          
His eyes remained on you and you were feeling scared already. It was clear that the boys didn't appreciate you and without Pan or even Felix by your side you weren't sure that they would hold back their threats or actions. Finally, the boy smiled and offered you his hand.
                          
"Like Andy said, I am Léonard. Best hunter of all the island." 
                          
You hesitated but shook his hand and offered him a light smile. 
                          
"I am (Y/N)." 
                          
"I would lie if I say you're welcome here. All the girls who came here either caused problems or tried to escape which made us chase them all around the island and let me tell you, it was horrible." The boy said and pressed his bushy eyebrows together.
                          
So there were other girls on the island before you? You observed Léonard again, waiting for more explanations but something behind you cut him off. 
                          
You spun around and watched Felix entering the camp, holding a pale girl. Her hair hung wet downwards to the ground as she laid motionless in the lanky boy's arms.
                          
He nodded with his head for you to meet him halfways and you hurried in curiosity, almost sprinted towards him
                          
"Who is that?" You asked and raised your eyebrows at the sight of her beauty, letting out a small gasp.
                          
"I don't know."
                          
You immediately offered to put the poor girl in your own tent which Felix immediately did. He laid her on your bed and asked you if you would be able to take care of her.
                          
"I think so. We just need to warm her up and not let her clothes stick to her skin." 
                          
"So we have to... undress her?" Felix asked hesitantly and gave you a nervous glance.
                          
"Not us! Me." You replied giggling. "I don't think any girl would want a boy to undress them while she is asleep." 
                          
You watched him blush a little from under his hood, causing your lips to form into a shy smile.
                          
You needed to start working to help the girl, the poor one's lips started to turn blueish from the cold and you didn't have to ask if Felix had fished her out of the water. You hurried to gently push Felix out of your tent and started removing the girl's clothes. She wasn't wearing anything extravagant: just a light green gown which was strangely ripped at some places and you believed her shoes were gone. Unfortunately, you had to cut the fabric to make it easier for you. Then you put some of your own clothes on her and put many blankets on her body. When your last task was done, you sat down next to her and contemplated her face: she truly was beautiful, like one of those princesses you had in your country. She had long and slightly curly red hair and her skin was close to marble, plump lips and beautiful long lashes. It made you wonder what happened to her. You treated a nasty wound she had on her leg when you heard some steps nearing the tent.