Sara stood under the large tree, rubbing her palms together after blowing some hot air on them for some warmth while watching the heavy rainfall. She was drenched and cold, freezing even, the green branches didn’t provide the optimum protection from the cold droplets but it was still better than standing in the open sky. She shivered as she looked at her left and right, hoping to see any sign of Eren. Sara remembered the day she ran back to the shack after spending the day with her dear -and only- friend, she expected to find her father already there, waiting for her angrily with a long list of investigating questions, she thought about tens of excuses to tell him, and none of them included the truth as she knew he would be furious about it, she knew he would forbade her from meeting Eren again and even move her somewhere else, away from him. Sara didn’t know when her handsome savior became that important to her. in the beginning of their friendship, she believed her complicated and unsettled feelings toward him were the mere result of her loneliness and deprivation of human connections, the thrilling sense of rebelling against her father’s orders and secretly doing something she wasn’t supposed to was an additional factor. However, with time, she found herself more and more attracted to the young man himself and not the relation she shared with him. He, in the span of few weeks, had shown her more care and attention than what she had received in her entire life, he was naturally gentle and kind, and very respectful and understanding, and despite the fact that he was trying to reestablish his family’s fortune and status to return them to their former glory, he never missed any of their dates, he took the time to listen to her although she had nothing interesting to tell, figuring what she liked and provided her with it without her asking, he knew how to close his eyes on the hiatus in her stories, the details she couldn’t share, he never blamed her, he never pressured her, he was satisfied of knowing her abstract self without the additional details, he was a busy man and she knew it, and even though he had no obligations to come visit her he always did, unlike her father who always told her he had no time as he had work, they were both busy men, only that one provided excuses while the other stepped over them. Nevertheless, her father wasn’t in the shack when she arrived, she thought at first that it was still early since it was an hour before sunset, not early enough for dinner though. Sara quickly wore her apron as she started cooking, making a mental note to tell her father to restock her groceries as she was out of many ingredients, having no flour nor eggs to make any dessert, she only prepared a vegetable soup and a salad with the few ingredients she had left, which didn’t take much time, setting the table, Sara sat to wait for her father, judging by the absence of light from under the door and the distant howls, she knew it was night time already, but her father didn’t show up. Telling herself it was a normal thing since her father’s visits were never stable, she pushed her worries to the back of her mind, he wasn’t a common man after all, he was the king, with duties and responsibilities that needed his presence, assuring herself that he would probably show up the next day, she went to sleep, dreaming about her next date with Eren. The date was better that what she had imagined, Eren started teaching her how to ride a horse, brought her a beautiful book about a passionate love story, lemon pies, and a glass decoration that looked like a white dove which, according to him, reminded him of her, she hesitated before taking the gifts, and hid them under her dress in fear of her father finding them once she returned to the shack, but again, he didn’t come.. Two weeks passed without any signs of her father, and as if the worrying wasn’t enough, Sara ran out of food and other supplies, her little garden didn’t provide her with much vegetables as it wasn’t their season yet, and eventually she had to feed on what she could gather from the forest such as berries and mushrooms, the pastries and sweets Eren was bringing her were very helpful, but because of the rainy storm, they agreed to not meet until it stops as they were both worried about each other, not knowing that it was going to take a while… Despite the painful hunger that was making her dizzy and lightheaded, Sara’s biggest worry was actually about her father’s wellbeing, his absence was becoming alarming as he never took that long before, especially since he knew she had no other resources but the ones he provided, the worst thing about the whole situation was how helpless she felt facing the unknown feel with nothing to do but wait, but in the third day, she couldn’t wait anymore as she got out in the rain and headed toward the river. Sara knew how slim her chances were of meeting Eren, however, she felt as if she might lose her mind if she stayed in the shack for another day doing nothing and knowing nothing, only worrying while surrounded by her dark thoughts, she had no one to ask except for the young duke, and she hoped he could understand… Tired from standing, she sat down, not caring about her dress as it was already wet and muddy, truth was, she was feeling too tired and dizzy to remain standing, her stomach grumbled from the lack of food, and her body shivered some more, waiting a bit more, Sara was met with nothing but disappointment, frustrated, she stood up in a hurry, something her weakened body wasn’t ready for, causing it to give up on her as she collapsed to the ground. Sitting in the large bath tub with a glass in his hand, the black-haired man enjoyed his cold bath all while the strong alcohol warmed his insides, sighing in delight, he closed his eyes as he felt the touch of another person’s skin on his... “I told you a good bath is what you needed to relax”, Eren only nodded at the smooth voice as he felt the woman straddle him in his tub, he knew she was aroused and so was he, she started grinding her sex on his in a torturing slow motion, all while peppering his neck and jaw with light kisses, her hands rested on his shoulders and her bare chest rubbed against his, letting him know how hard her buds were for him… “I want you…” the black-haired girl whispered seductively, her voice low and breathy, however, the man didn’t react to her the way she hoped as he suddenly frowned before pushing her away gently to be able get up… “What is it?” she asked in confusion as she watched her lover put on his clothes hurriedly, not even bothering to dry his skin, and not sparing her a single glance. “Something is up and I must go. Don’t wait for me”, and with that, he swiftly left the room…