Perfidious.

The moon has never been as beautiful as it appears, and the perfect solace for a perfect evening is what Aaricia sees of this moment, as she holds within the warm embrace of Gerald. The night couldn’t be any better, save for the sudden bashing of the advancing armed guards, who kick down the front door.

A fleeing Aaricia and Gerald quickly run through a secret passage leading to a rear exit. The guards persistently chase after them through the thick woods and unto to the cliff.

As the armed guards surround the pair and with no way of escape, fear grips the couple and they know they wouldn’t come off it alive.’

“Do you trust me?” Gerald asks as he turns staring into her eyes.

The moon radiant shining upon her face.

“You know I do, my love!” she says as she gazes into his eyes, burying her head unto his chest, “You’re my all!” she whispers.