FLASHBACK TO A THOUSAND YEARS AGO
“Guinevere” Shivers went down my spine when I heard the now familiar voice scream my name. I suddenly became scard. Had I done something bad to provoke him? The door to his chamber flung open and my eyes quickly close shut.
“Stand up” He orders and I did immediately.
“What is it I am hearing about you dinning with the wolf?” He asked again. I hurriedly shook my head in protest. I dared not speak against him so I stops still as he lashed out.
“Speak!” He roared making his fangs come out. I was scared. My months of working here he has never done that to me. Yes he has gotten angry but not not like this. Some even say he's nicest to me of all the slaves here. I was scared of him not because he hurt me but because of the stories I heard of him.
