The woman had never felt so violated, or so thankful, before. The afternoon was spent with a lot of pushing and struggling. Finally, after much strife, her baby was born. She had been scared that her baby wasn’t breathing. She couldn’t she the rise and fall of its little chest. Yet the mysterious man then took the child immediately to be cleaned off in a large puddle next to a rose bush that was to the far right of the birthing scene. The woman couldn’t be certain, but she though she saw the man take something from his sleeve and place it in her baby’s mouth before he washed the body. The infant started to cry right away. The strange man swaddled the newborn in his own thin robe before bringing it back to the mother. He slightly smiled as he handed the baby over.
He felt a sense of pride as he proclaimed, “It is a girl.”
The woman cried as she nuzzled her new little girl. She glanced back at the rose bush by the puddle and cooed to her baby, “I know what I’m going to name you. Your name is going to be Roesia, after the roses that were present at your birth. Roesia, do you like that name? Oh, yes, it is beautiful, just like you!”
She looked up at the man and spoke with gratitude, “ Dear sir, I owe you my life as well as my child’s. Whatever you shall ask, I will grant to you.”
The grin slipped from his face. His voice again turned cold and distant as he replied, “Oh, my lady, do not worry, for you shall pay my price soon enough.”
Just as the woman was beginning to trust the man, he acted suspiciously. She looked on at him warily as he turned and began to make his way toward the middle of the forest. He was about seven paces away before he turned back around.
“And do take care not to allow yourself or your family to disturb me or my woods again. We made a deal and I do intend to get my prize whenever I see fit. Now I’d advise you to keep this promise to me, or else you will face my consequences.”
And with that, he spun back around and disappeared into the deep foliage.