Ronath jaylo was in search of a story that people would never forget. In the streets of London he would ask for stories, people who could possibly be his main lead. Not a person gave a glance in his direction or were reluctant to tell about their personal history. No one had time for him. He was just about to give up and settle in his father's factory when he came across a library. It was plain , simple and just as ordinary as any other library, but something drew him in that day. He was just walking through Isle when he triped over a fallen book. He picked it up and was stunned at the beautiful cover. It was pure black with golden borders and In the middle was a picture of a haunted looking castle that overlooked a cliff.

He was about to open it when the someone taped his back. With a yell he turned and the librarian said " 20 dollars" he quietly handed 20 dollars and left with the book.

A week went by and he had almost forgotten about the strange book when one day he noticed it beside his bed on the table. He was sure it was in the cupboard but still he curiously opened the book and as soon as he did that, his head started aching and his vision got all blurred and the next thing you know he's on a ship. It had a flag of England and the people wore outfits that was not of his century. He thought" am I dreaming, but even if i was its a darn pretty good one which I don't want to wake up from just yet" he explores the area for a day or two when he bumps into a stranger, one cloudy afternoon.

"I'm really sorry, forgive me" he said but the stranger just passed him in a hurry with a grunt. He was curious about this stranger and followed him till the evening untill they came in front of a shop which looked very scary and not a person was to be seen lurking beside it. The hooded stranger went in so ronath couldn't help but follow, as soon as he enters a knife was put under his neck " who are you and why are you following me" he asks.

"Hello, I am ronath , I was curious about you sir. I just wanted to know about you" he replies.

" Don't be curious or follow me from now on cause next time you'll be dead" he says darkly.

" Please sir, I want to know more about you. I really want to , you can kill me later" jaylo says confidently. The stranger struck by his bizzare word lets him go and says " fock off"

Ronath waits in the market each day until he sees that stranger and when he finally meets him again. He quietly follows him

"Didn't I warn that you'll die yet why do you follow me" he suddenly stops and asks

" I'm sorry but I just want to know about you , if you tell me your name I'll leave, for the day"

The stranger sighs and says

" William jackeuz "

Williams pov~

"I was riding into the sunset, my clothes covered in blood. We need rest both the horse and me but where? There was a not a place left that would welcome a stranger anymore . Every house I knocked shut the door on my face, every windows I looked in desperation was closed with their curtains drawn.

The journey was long and tiring I felt weak and had to find a place before the dawn would break this merciful night. I do not know where I stoped or how I ever even reached that place , maybe loriel(the horse) knew where to take me, they say animals have an extra sense afterall.

When I open my eyes, I'm on a soft bed covered in silk and a warm fireplace next to the bed , the room looks cosy and grand. A young girl enters, I'm guessing it is the servant.

"What happened, why am I here" I ask. The servant looks at me vehemently and says "my lady, saved you from death" she murmures to herself 'though I do not know why she bothered to save a stranger when she can barely save herself.' I ask her if I can meet the kind lady but the maid just laughs and says" she's a busy person and your lucky to even be here". I nod and slip back to unconsciousness.

I never did get to see the lady, though I was treated for a week. The time came for my departure and I was about to start the ride with loriel. I took a last glance at the huge palace and saw someone peering from the window. At that time I had assumed it was just another maid but boy was I wrong".

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(back to present)

"So did you meet her again later sir, are you together now?" ronath asks me with sincere curiosity.

I just laugh and say " I did meet her again, though she does not know of my real identity, maybe one day it will be revealed and I might even have to face death then ".

" Why do you say that sir, how did you meet her again?" he questions me again.

"I guess that it was fate or pure luck. What were the chances of me meeting her again and that too in a place which no one knew of but us two". I tell him.

He looks at me with so much pure interest that I cannot help but be careful" that lad is for some other time to tell, my time is rushing past me , I must head back now".

"I understand sir, I will be waiting for you here the next week" he says , I nod and we part our ways. I think to myself ' what a strange boy, he carries but a little book which he notes down my story in and a strange black book and looks like a lazy homeless person ' but strangely I was willing to share my story with him.

He sits on the same chair as before and asks me to continue the moment I sit next to him

I look at him with narrowed eyes and say " do you not even greet me lad, where are your manners". I tease, as he smiles and says " I left it at home. Now please continue, for I want to hear as much as I can before time runs out". I sigh and continue with my story "I saw her on a night when the moon was hidden behind the clouds and not a single star was to be seen. I was sitting on a broken tile of an ancient temples which was abandoned. I was not expecting any visits but what I saw that day, captured my heart forever.

She rod the horse with her treeses flying behind, wearing a black robe that was darker than the night itself. She gets down and walks towards the edge of the cliff and just as soon as she goes there the moon shines through the clouds as if breaking free. She slides her robe gently to the ground and picks it up carefully with her foot . Her white skin glistening in the moonlight, she starts dancing like a wild flower on a windy day, with so much passion and intensity that I am at loss for words. She is not really pretty or beautiful, her face is covered with a deep scar and she's looks menancing. I'm mesmerized at how she even manages to be graceful even with that face. She gracefully puts back her robe again and I knew there was little chance of finding her there again, Yet I used to visit that temple almost every day for weeks in hopes to see that dance again and my efforts were not futile for I saw her again on a full moon night where the clouds covered the moon just as before, the process was same each month but her dance was different each time . I watched from afar for 3 years every month on a cloudy full moon day. The way even the moon shines it's moonlight on her everytime she comes, exhibit her passion. But on that particular night I only see anguish and anger in her dance which later turns into sorrow so great that I end up having tears in my eyes. By the end of the dance I could discern that she was not alright. She suddenly stands tall and is about to jump into the nothingness below the cliff and I do not know how I sensed it , maybe it was instinct or maybe it was destiny but I caught her just in time and when I looked at her face, I was struck not by the hideous scar but by the sorrow I saw in her eyes. She struggled for release but only for a while, she then fell into deep unconsciousness. She hadn't seen my face as it was coverd while I rescued her. For that I was thankful so i laid her on the broken tiles of the temple and hid behind the pillar, I didn't want to leave her alone because to me she was precious and for her I was a person who snatched away her last salvation.

She sees around everywhere and tries searching for me but I'm an expert at hiding as my job requires me to. Giving up she gives a searching gaze towards the temple and a final look at the cliff then rides away into the darkness. I was worried at this point that after this incident one cannot be sure what strange stunt the girl might pull again.i admit I was afraid she'll try to kill herself again, so I followed her, for the first time. She stopped at a palace which was very familiar with me. I stand aghast and notice how the maids treated her with respect, I assumed she was some aristocrat but never had I ever imagined her to be the girl who rescued me few years back and a princess.