Serena, the Princess of the kingdom of Eritrea, fled the castle under her father's instructions due to an unknown invasion at the fortress. She ran through the forest, her body beginning to tire. The need for rest overcame her, so she settled down to take a short nap under a tree.

Hours ticked by, and Serena began to stir. The feeling that she was moving penetrated her unconsciousness, causing her to awaken slowly. Her eyes gradually opened, realizing for the first time that she was being carried in someone's strong arms. She raised her head just enough to see the man carrying her. A man with flaming red hair and intense eyes met her gaze as he continued walking towards an unknown destination. Serena's heart rate picked up as adrenaline rushed through her veins.

As the man carrying her continued his steady pace, Serena frowned, realization crept into her mind that wherever he was taking her might not be safe. In a desperate attempt to escape, she writhed in his grip, kicking her legs and pushing at his arm, trying to loosen his hold on her and free herself.

"Let me go!" She yelled, her voice carrying a mixture of anger and determination.

When Serena yelled, the man rolled his eyes, noticing that they had attracted the attention of villagers. He let out a slight exhale of frustration, loosened his grip on her. He placed her back on her feet, his gaze remained intense.

Serena's eyes darting around frantically. They were in the middle of a small town, and the eyes of the villagers were on them. The realization struck her - she was now far from the safety of the castle.

She felt her frustration swell as the man responded to her questions with a frown. She was about to protest further when suddenly, without warning, he picked her up and placed her on his shoulder. Her surprise soon turned to anger as her body bounced on his shoulder with each step he took.

“Hey!” She exclaimed, her voice laced with irritation. "Put me down!" He could feel her hands beating against his backside, but his grip remained firm.