(I escape through my bedroom window, I make my way for the garden, the endless tasks and pressure have become too much. I found out my father has arranged yet another marriage, another suitor whom I will never love. I make my way to my sanctuary my only place where I feel peace, As I near the garden walls I see a figure out of the corner of my eye. Slowly approaching.....I can't quite make out who it is, then I see those sharp dagger eyes that seem to gleam in the moonlight....it's Alaric.
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