111 A Past Forgotten 1

"Jareth," she called out his name lovingly. 

"Astrid. You were... "

All of a sudden she squinted, as if recalling something and sat up almost instantly, interrupting his speech. 

She gazed at a tree not too far from where they slept. Jareth followed the line of her vision and his gaze landed on the same tree, but unlike her, he didn't notice or see anything weird. 

Astrid kept on staring at the tree, she was far lost in thoughts as she squinted and furrowed her brows. 

Jareth wondered what she thought off, she was so lost that she didn't hear him speak. 

"Astrid, what is wrong?" He asked her. 

She didn't reply him, she was cut up in whatever it was that she saw and either ignored him or she didn't hear him at all. 

Needless to say, he got tired of awaiting her reply. He sat up, looked around and found the beasts still resting, then he wrapped his arm around her shoulders.