Within the Faerie Kingdom; you were walking down the aisle, your intended husband standing at the end of it. He was nice but, you didn’t want to be wed. You knew he only wanted your powerful heir. You begin to panic, breath uneven and your legs frozen up. You couldn’t move you were so terrified.

Suddenly everyone started screaming, you turned confused to find your powerful enemy had appeared behind you, his rage-filled eyes bore into you in your white garments, as if he could read your mind. His eyes flickered to your arranged spouse,

“Sorry to interrupt my dear, but I’ll be taking you now.” He smirked, a hand on your waist.