Elren was sitting in a garden one day, admiring the flowers. She looked up at the sky and smiled. It was a lovely day. Little did she know that her life was to be turned upside down.
A hand curled around her face from behind, with no indication that anyone had actually been there before, his warm palm covering her mouth to keep her from screaming out. He had admired her from afar for too long, and while he'd been patient until now, he was growing restless. "Do not make a sound," he breathed, his voice a whisper next to her ear. "You will come with me, without argument, or I will make you regret disobeying me."












