Branches lashed against Charlotte as they raced through the forest. Blindfolded and tied securely to the horse, she couldn't use her hands to protect herself, nor could she see. One of the knights had her horse tethered to him and she had no choice but to turn and lower her head and try to avoid the branches as they whipped against her. She knew her face and neck bled from scratches, and her body had also suffered as they rode quickly through narrow paths. They seemed to ride ...