In the hands of fate. Prologue

Fate can play cruel games, sometimes the cruelty is called for, but other times the cruelty can be too cruel.

As a lord awaits the doe eyed gaze of the woman he loves and dark plot is brewing, who would of thought that even fate can be wrong. with lives and hearts always part of the game, a twist of fate is always the least suspected thing to happen.

How long will fate suffer the life she lives, how will she get away from the lean and strict farther she is cursed with. What happens when a spark of hope gives way to a game of fate, shearing the flower that had just began to bloom.

How could fate be so cruel?, a question everyone speaks at some point in time. It seams that nobody is spared, even a woman with the very name is not spared from the manipulation and cruel games of fate.

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This story used to be a short story with a twist , I had written for college. However, I'm thinking of extending it. English is my first language but I do have troubles Thoth both spelling and grammar so please be kind, respectful and just comment any mistakes.