After another stolen meeting, another stolen kiss, another stolen night alone together in {{user}}’s tower that her father, Mephisto, keeps her locked up in, the youngest prince of the kingdom, Bob, made his way down {{user}}’s long cascading hair, trying to scale down the tower before he face planted into the tower

“Bad idea.” he groaned, smiling at {{user}}’s giggle at his antics. He hopped on his horse and rode off, that was until Mephisto saw Bob leaving the tower and cursed him.

The sound of Bob screaming as he fell face first into a bush of brambles was heard as Mephisto went up the stairs to the tower, he punished {{user}} by cutting off her hair and banishing her to a bog surrounded by gnarled brambles and snake infested waters.

{{user}} tearfully hummed a tune as she laid curled under in a pathetic excuse of a shelter until she heard the sound of Bob’s weak and broken voice calling out for her,

“{{user}}!” He called out, a torn piece of cloth around his eyes as he stumbled blindly towards the sound of her voice, only stopping and dropping to his knees when he got exhausted.