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It was raining. To make Eve Donnelly's night even better it was raining. The rain fell against her skin causing red welts to appear as the frozen wind made her skin almost the
color of her hair. Her gold eyes blinked back tears at the knowledge that she would never see her family again. It was because the wretched English had killed her brother and father and
had taken her mother, just because they were Scottish. It was not fair to think of what had happened to her and she wanted revenge, but didn't know how to get it. How could she cause
haovic on another family? She couldn't do that, no matter how much she wanted to evenge the deaths of her family.
She stumbled upon the ragged path to the iron gates that blocked the view of the shelter she hoped to have from the rain. Her ankle was sending horrid pain up and down her
entire body as mind numbing pain continued to throb in her rib cage. She knew it was broken. Eve had been thrown against a wall in her home while she was trying to protect her
younger brother from the evil intent that shown in the man's eyes. She had ended up falling down the stairs when a drunken solider pushed her. She hadn't moved for the longest time.
Her breath was trapped in her chest. The solider had looked down and smiled. He had smiled at her as she felt as if she clung to life on a string. He had left her there to rot as he spat
down the stairs at her and murmured. "Pity, you were a pretty wench." And then he left to kill the rest of her family.
Eve had heard the humble wooden door slam as the screams of her mother had followed outside. She hadn't dared take a substanial breath until then. But as soon as the
breath came in she regretted it. Stunning pain ran in her as a cry raked her body. She slowly was able to sit. With a large amount of difficulty she stood favoring her left leg, she already
could tell that some part of her right had been broken. She wrapped her family's traditional plaid around her slim body and leaned all her body weight against the large gate. It opened
slowly as if warning her. Eve didn't care. Sluggishly she limped to the large door and pounded with her fist that wasn't clutching her damaged rib cage. The door slowly opened
revealing a man of menacing height towering over her. His thick black hair hung loosely in his face as his cold, emotionless blue eyes trailed over her. And then Eve knew who he was.
She had heard rumors of the lifeless blue eyes that could kill and never flinch. That the man who stood before her killed and tortured without mercy. He had baracaded himself from the
world when the woman he blackmailed into marrying him ran away with the man known as Robin Hood. He was feared and hated by all and now she had stumbled to ask the help of
the Beast of Gervase Hall. She had just given herself to Sir Guy of Gisbone. Eve couldn't stop as the wave of blackness over took her and she fell straight into the arms of the beast.
