Imogen pulled a hood over her face as she wove her way through the village that she knew off by heart, she arrived at her house. It was the biggest in the village, “father” she rapped on the door. He yanked it open “Imogen?! What in the blazers do you think you are doing?! I have a good mind to shoot you on the spot! You are one of them, don’t come around here” he tried to keep his voice down but in attempting to do so his face had turned deep cherry red. “Father just shush and listen. They had me under a curse, I’m free of it now” She smiled “can I come in and we can pretend like this never happened?” Her father nodded moving to the side “go upstairs and change into something suitable, we have company” he said gruffly. She nodded running up the three flights of stairs to her bedroom, she had the best room in the house, it’s views spanned over the entire village and the start of the forest too. She could see for miles, she opened her closet door selecting her light blue dress. “Mmm. It’s nice to be home”