The Wolf Princess by Cathryn Constable

Author:Cathryn Constable
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2013-03-03T16:00:00+00:00

They ate their picnic in silence in the temple: a loaf of fresh rye bread from a large embroidered napkin, bowls of pickles, and dishes of mushroom dumplings, which Ivan said were called pirozhki.

“We must go now,” announced the princess the moment they had finished. “I shall drive.”

The velvety denseness of the northern light had intensified in the time they had been inside. It made the silver birches stand out more clearly, and the stars appeared lower in the sky, touching the highest branches.

Ivan helped the girls into the vozok, then slipped the thick blanket off Viflyanka’s stout body. The little black horse snorted his approval and swished his thick tail.

“Did you really see something in the woods, Sophie?” Marianne whispered. She looked around her, as if they might be surprised at any moment by a wolf leaping out from the trees. “You looked like you’d seen a ghost rather than a wolf.”

Sophie saw how frightened she was. “It was nothing,” she lied.

“Of course she didn’t see anything,” Delphine said. “She’s just the girl who cried wolf. No one will believe you next time, Sophie,” she laughed.

The bells jangled, the runners slid through the snow, and the princess turned the vozok toward the narrow path through the woods.

The moon had risen, but little could be seen of it through the black branches. Viflyanka trotted on smartly, his breathing regular. Sophie looked back at the little temple until she could no longer see it.

“We should not take this path,” Ivan said. He kept his hand on the rifle. “The path around the woods is safer.”

“You said there was nothing,” the princess said. “Or were you lying?”

“I would never lie to you, Princess,” Ivan said, but he looked uneasy.

“Remember what will happen if I can’t trust you, Ivan,” she hissed. Then, realizing that Sophie was watching her, the princess changed her mood instantly. “But see how well I am driving?” she teased. “Or perhaps you think I am still driving too fast?” And she pulled on the reins and slowed Viflyanka to a walk.

It was over so quickly that Sophie wasn’t sure what she had just witnessed. Was the princess angry with Ivan? He didn’t seem to be untrustworthy; in fact, Sophie would have been glad to have Ivan if she had been a princess.

“I think we must keep moving in this part of the forest, Princess,” Ivan warned.

Sophie could not think of the wolf now. She sensed he was no longer nearby. She felt the tears well up and blinked them back, forcing herself not to cry. She had made a fool of herself in front of the one person that mattered. She had been offered a chance of magic, beauty, friendship, and, like the idiot she was, she had ruined it. The princess didn’t want to know about wolves in her forest. Of course she didn’t. It was all very well having wolves on your cutlery, but that didn’t mean she wanted them around the palace. They were dangerous, wild animals that would rip out her throat if given the chance.

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