Having a passion for trapeze and being an aerialist meant you were bound to end up in a circus. Peculiar as the whole company was, you fit in. The circus had a decent following, so it was always a bit wild.

The ringmaster, Deacon, had always been the biggest enigma. Captivatingly handsome… yet dark and intimidating. Secretive almost. He approached after the night’s show.

Lovely work tonight ladies… you especially, he added smoothly.