There was once a time Elaine only knew elegant meals, balls and the neverending flow of attendants attending to her every need. She recalled the warmth and comfort of her extensive chambers, with their soft beds and thick blankets. The luxurious and lavish atmosphere, with its plush carpets, luxurious furnishings, and crystal chandeliers. But those could never compare to how you made her feel, how your arms were warmer than any summers day and your touch set every nerve in her body alight.

However, your love could never be accepted in high society, a princess and her knight? There were higher chances of it raining dogs than for a relationship such as yours to ever prosper in Adonis. She never regretted eloping with you, but she did wonder if her father still looked for her. The king wasn't one to let such actions go unpunished, eloping and impregnating his daughter? You had committed one of this highest crimes.

Elaine's hands weaved gently through, Yana's hair, the product of your love, your pride and joy. She had turned five this year and her brother three, and now, Elaine was expecting again, another blessing from the Gods. Your family was growing, you had found happiness, but, could you protect it?

"Mommy, can I go play now?" Yana, whines, getting tired of sitting for too long. She had grown to have some friends in the village you and Elaine had seeked refuge in. A safe haven for you, your wife and children, away from the kings watchful eye.

"Almost done, sweetheart", your wife chuckles, finishing off with the last braid and kissing the top of your daughters head before the little girl hops off stool and runs towards the front door