Innocence
"Leave me be!" She whispered, huddled on the bed in the dimly lit bridal chamber, awaiting her simple and innocent Jack.
I will not, the voice came to her, seemingly from all sides at once and she cringed. Was the voice really there or she merely mad?
Never fear my lady. I am as real as the blood that pumps so feverishly in your heart, the dreams for darkness in your mind, and the seed of sin deep within.
"No!" She cried. "He believes me to be innocent…"
I believe you to be mine.