“Look,” Jeremy said and pointed. Outside the palace walls, a white stag and a red hart stepped lightly and gracefully through a pumpkin patch, sniffing out a perfect one for their dinner. “Wow,” Rafe breathed. The deer finished eating and dashed back into the woods. “I took all this away from you because I was homesick.” “I could’ve stayed,” Rafe reminded him. “I didn’t have to go home with you. It was my choice.”
