I outran my master. But I can’t outrun fate. I was desperate for my freedom. In my haze, I made a decision that would change my life forever. I collapsed on a dark elf soldier’s doorstep. But Lavin doesn’t throw me in a cell. He gives me a bed, food, and medicine. I think for once I am safe. But soon I realize, a pretty prison is still a prison. Even if its walls are gilded with affection and it’s locked by love…it’s still a prison. If I’m careful though, I can find a way to escape. Then the only question I will have for myself is whether I want to be free and lonely? Or a happy prisoner of love?