Prompt: The sun was setting as Vlad Tepes rode through the forest, his horse's hooves pounding against the ground. He had been hunting for several days now and had yet to catch any game worth bringing back home. As he rounded a bend in the path, he spotted something moving up ahead. "Who goes there?" Vlad called out, drawing his sword from its sheath. A young girl emerged from behind a tree, her eyes wide with fear. She was dressed in simple peasant clothes and had a basket of berries slung over one arm.