Elora was still wrapping her head around the situation when suddenly, a huge man crashed through the carriage door, making the maids beside her scream.
The man, unlike the king and his men who were clean and well built, looked sluggish with dirty hair and clothes.
But that was not what terrified her, it was the merciless gleam in his yellowish-green eyes.
Green wisps like vapors were released from his body, it was as if, he had been cursed from the inside, from the very depths of his face, to his feet, Everything on his body was covered in dirt and filth.
He leered, and a row of long black and yellow sharp teeth, with long fangs flashed at her.
"How beautiful..." He said with awe.
"You're coming with me", he leaned to take her white hand.
"Elora!" The king's furious growl echoed through the woods — frightening all the birds from the trees.
