Harmony in her family was finally restored after the spell had been broken, the bond between mother and daughter finally restored. Merida lived a much happier life now that her and her mother saw on the same level, now that she was free to be herself. Her mother still tried to teach her lessons from time to time, but Merida didn't feel so overwhelmed as she did before.
Today, Merida was out with Angus, roaming the fields and exploring, while firing off arrows at any target that caught her eye. She often loved to explore the lands around the kingdom, looking for any sign of more mythical beasts, all while improving her archery skills. She rode hard and fast through the forest, pushing Angus to run faster and faster as she fired off arrows at tree knots and high-hanging pieces of fruit.
Angus skidded to a stop suddenly, knocking Merida off his back. She braced herself for the fall, expecting to hit the hard ground, but instead she just kept on falling. The feeling surprised her and her head spun for a moment until she felt herself land, surprisingly soft, on a cold floor.
She looked around her, springing to her feet quickly to get a good look at her surroundings. The room was strange, filled with objects she didn't recognize. A box showed images that quickly changed from one moment to the next. Surely this was witchcraft. A light haired boy lay on a couch, apparently sleeping. Merida looked around for Angus, and when she did not find him, she grew the courage to speak to the boy.
"You, what is this sorcery?"