Prologue
If i were to gaze upon you and be immediately stricken by your beauty,
"Help!" She screeched, "help!" Her screams were lost upon the stagnant glacial breeze. Her fight - limited by her tiny figure.
With your flesh supple, and your frame fragile,
Under the cover of night and bouncing flashlights, she was dragged through the sinking snow. Her screams died away and her tears became ice.
Then and only will i know that you are my Aphrodite.
Three large uniformed men joined her kidnappers at the border. Her knees grew weak and her mind hazy.
My shining star.
7 hours from the border, their tracks stopped in front of a large, unlit stone castle which seemed to become one with the snow.
My Venus.
"Dòw gëw góböw..." murmured a the tallest guard skeptically after a short sigh.
"For her honor"
All hail the queen.
