It was dusk when she fled like the pimp of a leaf,
panting like a pausing deer, she stopped to catch her breath

Erin Gliee was a seventh year old sunburn beauty, endowed with feminine grace and etiquette, her cheeks pale from dryness, they lack the sovereign touch of her favourite maid, Noha.

Born into wealth and succinct riches, she was groomed for the finest prince Nurun, the fifth in line to the throne of Shelton Shire. But fate is unfair to the fair beauty Erin.

She was betrothed to Nurun at a tender age, groomed for his pleasure but he was not groomed for her nature, rather he was groomed to instill fear in her inner court.

Erin! Erin! She could hear his voice blazing through the thicks of his courtyard

"You know I will find you and when I do I will rip your thighs apart and feed on your soft nature" Nurun gleared

Her fear increased and her toes took to heel
'I must...