“You are so evil!”, Belle yelled, her anger at Toneadone uncontrollable. “You killed him without a thought to his family and people!”. “They are gone, so nobody will care”, said Toneadone in a sing-song voice. “Banish her!”. Two large guards came running and sized Belle. “Where should we take her?”, the guard said. “To the jail, you fool!”, Toneadone exploded. “Right”, said the dumb-founded guard. They took Belle down to the jail. Belle kicked the guards, but it did nothing but get her locked in a cell. Belle screamed. “I hate you, you Toneadone!”, Belle pulled at her hair and kicked the cell. The metal bars suddenly snapped. She punched her way out of the cell and quietly ran out the door to outside. She jumped in the canoe and paddled until she was back at her camp. There was no people around. She took Hiawain’s body and pulled it out of her shall. She laid it on a blanket special to her and wrapped his body up in it. Digging a hole in the ground, she gently placed his body inside. She covered the body with dirt and laid flowers on top. She had a moment of silence for Hiawain. “Oh Hiawain, may you rest in peace. May you be happy up there with the spirits. I pray for you, oh Hiawai-” She couldn’t hold it in anymore. She cried, cried hard. “Hiawain, Hiawain!”. Belle laid down to rest, rest at his gravesite. Later, she got into the canoe. I will spread the message of peace by myself, Belle thought. She got back in the white stone canoe and paddled with a heavy heart to the Onondaga camp, right next to the castle. Belle wiped the tears from her eyes and remembered Hiawain. This is for Hiawain, she thought. “Peace is the answer”, Belle sang. “Go away!”, said the field worker there. “Peace is the answer”, Belle sang again. More workers came, and more insults were fired. Belle sang louder and louder yet. The men stopped. The women entered. “That song-”, Belle braced for a mean comment, “Is wonderful!”. They turned to the men. “Listen to the poor girl’s song!”. “Has she ever done anything to you?”. “Well”, said the men. “We-”. “Quit it!”, yelled the women. “We will join you in your spreading of peace”. “We will”, said the men. “Well, I will not!”, said a mad voice. It was Toneadone. The men gulped. “What are you doing, you silly, silly fools! Get back to work!”, Toneadone yelled. They obeyed, fearful of their master. “YOU ESCAPED!”, screamed Toneadone. Before he could do anything, Belle escaped again and paddled far away from the island, with Toneadone screaming after her.