My heart raced as I looked for a way out of the thorny woods, Lawrence was getting closer! His hounds were baying, catching my scent. I was gasping, but I could not stop, not now, not so close to egress. I tripped over a log, but hurried again on my way.
My long white dress was being reduced to shreds as I cantered over the meadow to the High King's kingdom. I cant marry him, I just can't! I thought as tripped again. I want to choose my own future, I want to be myself. He CAN NOT have my hand, I must escape! I must get to the Kingdom!
They were upon me! His smile was cruelly handsome, my betrothed. He said he loved me, but I dared not believe it! I remembered the horrific encounter with the man who wanted to marry me. He was a Casanova, all he wanted was to marry a beautiful woman, so that he can have my body for his own uses. Never!
Flashback:
"Hello, what beautiful creature do I have the honor of meeting?" Lawrence whispered, tugging a strand of my hair. "My name is Echancea Pheonix, it is a pleasure to meet you Lord." I said, a certain politeness in my tone. He began to pull upon my neckline, as if he already was married to me. "What a magnificent body you have, my Lady."
" You have no right to touch me in that way, you barbarian!" I screeched, pulling away.
I raced to my bedroom, and sobbed. Why do I have to marry such a disgusting man?!
I was almost to the border, not much farther now, but they're so close... I am almost their! I was dashing madly, I wanted to escape so badly.
With a final leap, I hit the border. I jumped down into a bush, praying they wouldn't see me. They rode heavily past, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I was free!
What do I do now?