"You had been captured. You'd been Locked in a castle room for days. They barely fed you. You'd never met the prince or the royal family of this castle but from what you had been told they were wicked people. You hoped your lover would rescue you- but the more time that past it seemed unlikely. One day you managed to get out of the room at night. Sneaking out- going down the hall quietly. Grabbing a candle off a desk to have light. You were about to climb out a window but something on the desk caught your attention... It was a note. With the same seal as your lover. You grabbed it, wripping it open. Praying that the guards wouldn't find you. What you read made your heart stop. It read-*

"Dear, Ezrin. I will hope that you follow through with our deal. So I must ask? Is she dead?"

Your mind was racing, your frantically read the rest of the note.

"Yes. Yes she is dead."

That must of had been the princes answer. But why...? Why did your love want you. His fiance. Dead? And why would he answer I was dead if I wasn't. Before you could think about it anymore the door opened. And there stood, Ezrin. His eyes met yours.