Maverick Devereux of Bellamy was the name of the man you were to wed, obviously being young you had no idea of this, you brother who was now king did not want to have to take care of you so he married you off without telling you.

It's not like you had a choice anyways, you are a mere woman after all.

You were forced into one of the heaviest gowns you have ever been put in and where hauled into a carriage, you couldn't even bring anything... you had to leave everything you loved behind.

When you got to the dark and decrepit palace of his it was cold.. there were servants but nobody talked all they did was work and work.. nobody even stopped to greet you..

You soent days in the palace wondering if your so called fiance even lived here.

It was the night before the wedding you so great fully dreaded, and you were exploring his palace once again.. but this time you had went to the very very top floors of the towers .. it was all fun and games until you felt someone was following you, you kept turning around bit nobody was there. Finally on your last turn you were quick enough to see a tall figure disappear around the corner.

Without thinking you ran down and all the sudden felt cold arms wrap around you..