Her name was Lorelei. She was young, a princess but not an heir to the thrown. It was her brother who would one day sit upon it and rule the kingdom. Therefore, it was not that difficult for her parents to hide her away from public sight so that at one point, Lorelei just became a fabled child that the king and queen were thought to have. Little did the kingdom know, that their princess was just a girl of royal features and good manners who had to be locked away by her own parents as her soul was cursed to suffer thousand deaths. Her parents promised her a cure, but that was so long ago that it seemed like a shadow of a memory now. Lorelei could not take it any longer, lest she swore she would throw herself into the depths of the castle's moat and drown herself along with her agony. Yet before she would give up all her hope on life, she was willing to give a chance to a last crusade, last fight to find the cure on her own. Walking through the cold of the night, she has never been in the castle town before. Maybe once, as a small child, her parents took her to parade the streets with her brother ahead in the procession, but she did not remember it. Her breath crystallized in the air into a misty cloud that dissipated fractions of a moment later. She found that strangely fascinating. It was never that cold in her room and she rarely allowed to go outside. Maybe it was due to her distraction and fatigue from escaping the castle, that she did not notice a group of dubious man who suddenly formed a circle around her. "Oy, look at her! Pretty! And alone...Why would a beauty like you walk out here on her own? Lost your way, girl?" said one of them, his voice nothing like she has heard before. The vowels were too long almost swallowed sometimes. In Lorelei's mind she labelled it as a peasant talk. "Let us take you to where ever you need to go." Added one of the companions, drawing too close and before Lorelei could make a step back, he had his arm around her waist pulling her uncomfortably close. In the dazed state, she was not sure whether she found the immediate contact or the smell of his unwashed body more unsettling. She averted her gaze, the look of disgust on her face, trying to push herself away from the stranger. Yet, it only provoked a raspy laughter of mockery. "Look at her! She don't like you, Butch! You probably stink like horse shit!" Another outbreak of the men's amusement, that Lorelei suddenly found overly irritating. But more than that, she felt the darkness coming. Her mind immediately panicked. She couldn't....she wouldn't...she was not allowed to lose control. The inner emotional turmoil did not help to hold back what she has just conquered after escaping the castle. The image of a dark, human-like shape lying lifelessly on the floor, flickered in front of her inner eye. "No...no...let go." She said in a soft, anxious voice, feeling the darkness of her soul growing. The man did not hear her, if anything they carried on mocking her fragility. She could see her hands placed on the ruffians chest shaking, and she knew that if she would try to hold herself back much longer, the destruction that would follow would be much greater. She had to let go, otherwise she would wreak havoc that would end her journey there and then. "I said, let go!" Her voice grew stronger, commanding. It was the voice of someone who was used to giving out orders and did not tolerate disobedience and it carried warning upon its tone. Yet, it wasn't the change in her demeanour that silenced the group. It was the unexpected, sharp breath intake of their mate who was holding her, as if he was drowning. His eyes rolled back into his head, his skin turned whiter. The grip on Lorelei's waist weakened and she was finally able to push herself free. As the man collapsed on his knees, gaping for air, his eyes full of terror, none of the man could put their finger on what has just happened. Their comrade was alive, but none of them saw what caused him to suddenly look like a cornered rabbit, shaking violently as if he was just pulled out of a frozen lake. "What did you do?! WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Shouted one of them in frustration, his intentions clear in his face. He was not there to reason with her, but relieve his confusedness with force her female frame would not be able to take. After all, human's always either retreated away from the unknown or attacked it, unaware of the possible consequences. Right now, the man's hand was lifted high above his head about to strike Lorelei, who could not do anything but watch, her hands clasped together on top of her chest, the fatigue blurring her vision as she stumbled backwards.