Falling for The Cold hearted Wizard

Nessa was running, passing the dark woods and all the dangerous obstacles that stood in her way. Her instincts didn't warn her about the possibility of being stung by thorns, it didn't warn her about the countless reptiles that habituated in the woods, it only told her to run from the people chasing her.

She couldn't catch her breath as she had been running for almost an hour, sweat dripped from her face from the sugar her body was burning. Frustration evident in her features as she wondered if there was any end to the dark tunnel she was in. She fell to the ground as her left leg hit a tree log on the way. Her breasts bounced back and forth as she tried to catch her breath.

She stared at her leg as she sat on the ground. The terrible rush of blood oozing out made her want to scream but she knew she couldn't.

Forcing herself to get up from the floor, she crawled to a nearby tree as a blockage to the enemies that might see her.

Tears filled her eyes as she remembered what had befell of her village. She lost her parents and her entire kingdom to a worthless war of greed. The memory of her house being burnt to ashes played in her mind like she was watching a movie.

She desperately wanted to continue running but her legs didn't let her. She was the only survival of a kingdom burnt at war and she still had swordsmen chasing after her with well trained horses.

Her heart started panicking when she heard the footsteps of horses coming near her. How could they have reached her so easily? Would all her efforts to escape go to complete waste? She hissed in frustration as tears of pain fell from her eyes.

It wouldn't take any more than five minutes before the horsemen found her. She was going to die and join her ancestors wherever they were. Such a worthless way to die without being avenged by anybody.

A single horse and a horseman stopped at the tree log that injured her. Nessa held her breath in fear as she quietly prayed to not be discovered since she wasn't more than six feet away from the log.

The horseman jumped off the horse with a silent thud, glancing around the woods like he was searching for prey.

He walked with confidence to the direction of Nessa who stopped breathing completely from fear.

She quickly got up to continue running, not minding the presence of the horseman and the throbbing pain in her left leg. The horseman stared at her funny attempt to escape before he said in a dominating voice, "STOP!"

Nessa turned to look at him before she fainted to the ground from shock.

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