Note: This is a fanfiction that I am using as a medium for my writing for a story that I am working on under the same title. I don't own or have anything to do with the WWE or with the character, The Undertaker.

Chapter Ten

All at once, Markus found his body being ravaged by intense feelings of confusion and curiosity from the moment he heard Lily inform him that Marigold and Radcliff, the two farmers he admired the most out of those close by to his home, were her parents.

How can this be? How can Radcliff and Marigold be her parents when they have never mentioned to me about having a daughter during all the times they have come to my home?

"Is something wrong, Markus?"

Markus snapped himself out of his thoughts and focused upon her from where he was nestled. Her noticed, fairly quickly, that her angel-like face had a look on her face to match his conflicting feelings. Inhaling a soft breath, Markus released it shortly thereafter before speaking up.

"Nothing is wrong, Lily." Markus replied. His deep voice had a twinge of curiosity still lingering on the surface of it from all she told him. "I just find something a little confusing. Perhaps you can help me with it."

"Very well," Lily answered, "I will do my best…What has you feeling unsure at the moment?"

"It is what you told me a little while ago that has me feeling a little unsure."

"What do you mean?"

"I am referring to you telling me about who your parents are."

"You mean Marigold and Radcliff?"

"Yes…"

"What is so confusing about that, Markus?"

"It is just…In all the times your parents have come to see me at my home…They have never mentioned about having a daughter to me."

Keeping his gaze focused on her, he noticed a brief look of shock form on her face before it softened to a more somber expression. His eyes watched her head start to bow a bit while she spoke up.

"That doesn't surprise me at all, Markus." Lily's tone in her voice drastically changed from being calm to being more disheartened. "My father and mother have always kept me close by to them, never straying far, but it was when I turned twelve that things got even more severe."

"What do you mean?"

"For the last eight years…My parents have not permitted me to be outside of the house once the sun would start to descent behind the mountains that are beyond our home."

Slowly, his frustration started to boil over inside once he heard the beautiful woman at his side inform him that Radcliff had been locking her inside of their home once it got dark out from the time she was a young child. He drew in a breath of air in order to calm his emotions, but found it not working at all as his voice revealed them out into the open at the fullest extent.

"Radcliff has been locking you up in the same way that a horse in a stall is, keeping you from getting out and running free…Is this correct?"

"Yes…That is correct."

That bastard…His mind flooded with thoughts of anger and resentment towards the very mortal farmer that had been inside his castle, and talked with him in a friendly manner. He has been treating this poor lady like his personal property, and having her to do exactly what he tells her to.

Not only that, Markus, The passionate side of his conscience said, interrupting his train of thought, in a coy and serious tone, but he has had her kept away from you since you started looking for your bride for the last two years. All this time…She has been at his home, hidden and kept away from you.

It was that statement that made him realize something very important. This whole time he had been looking for her…Radcliff had been keeping her locked up and away from his sights for the past two years that he had spent looking for his future bride and queen. He could have been married to her at this point and, possibly, had an heir to his throne by now.

Radcliff has done a very grave error to me…He has kept his daughter from anyone marrying her and removing her from his home. I will admit that he has done a great job in keeping her a hidden secret…However…This time…he will not keep her away from me, and what I wish of her: To make her my wife and queen.

The faint sound of the wooden doors on the gates to the front of his castle opening up outside of the carriage brought him out of his thoughts, and focused upon the attractive woman sitting beside him. He found her to still have her head down, and possessing an aura of sadness to her due to mentioning about how she had been treated like a caged animal. Becoming overwhelmed with a need to ease this from her, his hand gave hers a gentle yet firm grip, and slipped his fingers amongst hers better.

"Lily…" Markus spoke to her in a caring, gentle way with his deep voice that would ease her conflictions far from her mind while hiding his true emotions that were running through his own. "We are at my home now…Why don't you take a look out the window, and see it for yourself?"