Roger POV:
It's hard to fathom everything that happened last night, the best experience of my life quickly turned into one of the worst heartbreaks. I had her in my arms and finally got her to allow me in her heart, I had made her my wife and got to worship her body like I had been yearning to only to spend the rest of our wedding night alone nursing a bruised ego.
I should have kept my bloody mouth shut. When we work we work so well, fireworks and birds singing well but when we clash, it is brutal. I think we both suffer from the same downfall... our stubbornness. Perhaps its due to us both being only children, we are too used to getting our own way that bending for someone else even if it's someone you love seems inconceivable.
Still I made vows and I meant them I need to see her and figure a way to smooth this over.
Making my way over to the inn I notice something is wrong, there are men running about questioning customers, a lot of them are the fellows from the ship, not the most gentlemanly bunch... I wonder what has happened.
"Oye, you there!" Someone screams at me when I am quickly grabbed off the street and dragged into a back room, suddenly my pockets are being searched and I am too outnumbered to effectively fight back.
Suddenly my drawing of Brianna is thrust in my face.
"Where is the bitch?!" One demands, Brianna? they want Brianna... oh no what has happened to her.
"My wife, why what have you done to her!" I demand to know trying to free myself from their hold.
They just laugh at my struggle and pull me over to a body on the floor, I feel like I am about to be sick when they pull back a cloth that was covering the body... Stephen Bonnett, I breath a sigh of relief it wasn't Brianna under there.
"What happened to him?" I ask not really caring, the bastard probably had it coming,
"What happened! Yer little whore happened, slit his throat she did!" Are they talking about Brianna? No she wouldn't do something like that.
"Yer wrong, she wouldn't attack someone for no reason and she's certainly not a killer."
"Well perhaps the lass had a reason," one says as they lean down and remove some hair that was covering Bonnet's forehead.
I nearly collapse as I read the word- RAPIST.
Dear God no, why did I let her order me away last night, I should have stayed no matter her objections, saw her safely back to her room... this is my fault.
"If that animal touched her, he got what he deserved." I tell them not caring what they might do to me any longer.
"Well where ever that wee bitch is we'll find her, and this will look light nothing compared to how we'll leave her to be found."
Dear God Brianna please stay hidden until I can find you.
