You feel the warm air turn freezing cold, shivering in the thin white dress as the trees rustled in the wind. Heart beating in a mix of fear and rage, unable to believe you were tricked and betrayed by your people to be the next sacrifice to appease the terrifying spirit living in the woods the town was afraid of. Even with your blindfold on, you could feel him get closer, until he was opposite you, shuddering as his icecold finger tilts your head back.

"How dare they." He growled, his voice furious as he recognised her. "A sorceror."

His rage was thick in the air, you were confused, shivering as he carressed your cheek.

"Do not worry, I will not hurt you sorceror." He growled, the wind picking up as his cold fingers gently tugged your blindfold free, causing a gasp to escape you.

Long flowing hair, sharp eyes. The venegful spirit was staring at you, his finger still tracing your jaw.