The woman decided to hide her young children on the inside of a chest, hoping that the kids won't be found. She waits in her home, Naginata in hand, and waited for her husband to come to their spot. Little did she know that there was a trap for her husband. She left shortly thereafter and returned to her home in the castle. Oh, how much she worried for them. Her oldest, Peter, asked "Where are they? My younger siblings mama?"

"They are with your father." She replied. She wished that was true and hoped for the best for her children. Will they be safe? Or will they be captured, or even freeze to death? She doesn't know for sure, but she has a really bad feeling about it.

Back at the hiding place, King Marcus pulls out the younglings out of their spot. As he sets them aside, he feels sharp prickings in his back. He turned. Just to see Johansmith, laughing as archers approached behind him. "Darn it," he muttered. He forgot to hide his young kids, who were watching from behind him.

"What a shame," smirked the evil king, "too bad your kids are here to see you die," he said as the archers let loose their arrows. Marcus fell to the ground. Bleedng, he mutters words hat can't be heard. "Poor children," he says, "You are now my kids." He takes the children and grins. "Burn this place."

"YES SIR!"