Summary: While on a run, Ariel witnesses something unexplainable, but actually normal in her world: a boy has just fallen from the sky. But this boy isn't just a boy, but a slave prince brought back to be a protector for one of the Daughters of Mischief. Unfortunately, this arrogant prince is bound to Ariel, who is known for her own air of stubbornness and superiority. Unfortunately, a dark and deadly power lies within the soul of Orlando, and Ariel's father knows all about it. The two are forced to get along in order to answer the biggest question of their lives: Will they deny who they were born to be to become the heroes?
Run. That was the only word in his mind. It was the action that he needed to continue doing. He couldn't stop, or the guards would catch him. Freedom was what he was running for. His life of slavery would soon be no more. Freedom was a word whispered in the darkness of his life.
He stumbled across the streets, scraping his bare feet as he fell through a rock path. As much as wanted to cry out with his obvious pain, he kept the urge in control. He laid there a couple of minutes, his breath ragged, and his body numb with pain. His masters would hopefully not notice him missing until the morning.
He continued lying on the cool, hard stone beneath of him. Tears finally fled from the prison in his eyes. They felt so soothing on his cheeks.
Footsteps close by startled him. If someone found him, the pain he would endure would be worse than death itself. It would make him beg for them to finally end it!
"Do not fret, sweet prince." The sweet voice wrapped around him in a soothing way. "Your masters are behind you. For now, I have cloaked you. I will give you two choices. You can go back to your life here, or you can protect one of my daughters."
He lifted his head. The woman was so beautiful. She didn't seem natural. She was like a goddess. "Please…Don't let them take me. Don't let them hurt my people through me anymore."
"You wish to protect my daughter, then?"
"Yes. I will do anything to escape."
The wind shifted. He briefly saw a tunnel open in the sky before slipping into unconsciousness.
"As long as evil doesn't follow you, sweet prince. It would make an enemy of my daughters," Pandora whispered after the runaway slave.