Stolen and Broken
She wanted him for his money, he knew that now. He had always known that they were betrothed. His parents had made it pretty clear the last time he saw them. He was to be a man, he needed to have a woman on his arm now. He was growing up, yet his life had flashed past him at a amazingly fast rate. He could still remember when he rode his broom at the age of 6, he was so happy. Now he was a man, a man that will follow in his father's footsteps.
He thought that they were in love but he was wrong. He had been in love, she was just in lust. Finding out the truth was harsh but it was better knowing then following blindly after her like a lost puppy. His heart had been stolen and stepped on right in front of him. She held his heart in her hand , she was supreme ruler of his life and his love.
He couldn't help it, she was what everyone wanted but couldn't have. He had her, well he thought he did. Turned out he was wrong, very wrong. One can't judge another by their looks otherwise they would end up heart broken every time. It's how love works, you fall and then there is always a chance that you will break.
They had been together through out their school years, they were happy, soul mates some would say. She giggled at that and then cast a loving glance in his direction. It was all just an act to win his heart. It worked. They had their moments of happiness but they had their fights as well. She always won because he didn't have the heart to object to her. He really was pathetic.
She had taken it all, didn't even leave a sickle behind. He had been fooled by the sorceress of love, she could win any mortal man's heart and shatter it juat as fast as she had won it. It was all a game to her, she made the profits and left the poor man with nothing. Not his dignity, hot his happiness, not his money and not even his heart.