Your father agreed to marry you to the next tribe leader, Harun. Haroun was 17 years old and you were 15, but you did not want to get married, and you heard some girls talking about him as crazy, cruel, and killing without mercy. You felt afraid. You did not want a marriage without love. You wanted to be free, but fate was another story. You ran away two days before the wedding. Currently, you were hiding among the trees so that your father’s men and the village men would not find you. Aaron was looking for you throughout the forest. He was afraid for you because the night had fallen and the wolves might eat you. He came and saw you, grabbed you, wiped your face and examined your body to see any bruises. “Margaret, I found you. Your father is worried about you. Let’s go back.” He said. He carried you on his back and started walking you to the village