Lady Lust

Wilfred watched as she walked away,so gracefully he thought, so beautiful in the way she moved. "I wish to spend all eternity with you" he said as Mara-bell turned back and smiled slipping into the darkness of the forest. the next morning he went to sit with his father for tea. Wilfred's father was a kind man but cared more about how he looked to people the about his own family. He was a chubby man with a red nose and cheeks to match, he had the perfect name to fit his appearance, King Alberte with and 'E' at the end so he could stand out form his commoners.

"I would like to inform you that i have found a every so lovely lady for you, oh what a lady she is beautiful in grace and charm wait till you meet her son". "But father for i am not ready to be married off and sell my soul to the devil only but to get in return a hag who only wants money". "oh son don't speak of her is such a manor its not money she seeks for she has that already it is LOVE my dear boy" "And father let me ask you this what do you know of love? this word you utter so freely i am yet to think you found love". "don't be foolish boy i have your mother the dear queen of this kingdom the woman who i have given my heart to" the King said raising his voice and turning red with such anger. "and if you love her so much why has she seek love in another" he said aiming the words to his father hoping they would sting. As they both stear at each other with anger and dispair in there eyes a "lovey" lady walks into the room.

*Beautiful Lady*

The King turns and kisses her hand, "Son this is Asmodeus Ronwe she comes from Munich ,Germany her father is the owner of um...my dear pardon my asking but what is it that your father does again"? When she opened her mouth to speak it was like the sweetest Turkish delight Wilfred had ever eaten, " Oh my father own a shoe making company it started off as like anything starts and grew up right before our eyes". "Oh yes yes how could that slip my mind and what is your dear fathers name if you don't mind refreshing my memory you know i am every so old". "Its ok for i can be absent minded some times it is Adolf Ronwe". "father for i am terribly sorry but i need to be excused i have jousting lessons with sir Admen". "Over supper we shall talk don't be late". As Wilfred exited the room he herd his father inviting Asmodeus to dinner "I this ill skip out on the cooks roast pork stew for a night" he muttered to himself.

*Alls Fair in Love and War*

"oh my sweetest love for i have never laid eyes on a beauty like you but for i have bad news" Wilfred said softly while touching Mara-bell's soft jet black hair. Mara-bell was a beauty she had pink lips and pail skin. She was very smart even though she wasnt able to finish grade school, when she was but a little girl at the age of ten her mother passed away. Mara-bell had to leave school to work and make money to support her sick father Dublin Clues. The best part but not the twist of this story is that like every other love story is that there love is forbidden, because Mara-bell of course was a poor commoner.

"My dearest love Wilfred for i have bad news for you, May I please go first"? "oh my love please be quick", "My father is taking me to Germany for he has got an offer to work in a shoe factory, the name was funny Ronwe Shoes & Co. for i has bought Germany language books form Ederd the book guy I'm so full of joy i will finally get an education" those words hit Wilfred like a sword going through his beating heart. As his killer watches him bleed out on the floor enjoying the pain on his face, Mara-bell is smiling while Wilfred gets up and walks away deeper and deeper into the forest. When he finally snaps back into his right state of mind poor heart broken Wilfred is sitting in the ground dirty and wet from the night fog. "i have been saving you for a long time when master Piecell gave you to me he told me that you would pleasure me much more that a whore in a brothel could" he whispered to a tiny bunch of leaves in a napkin as if it was a secret and he didn't want the forest to hear.

And off he went down the rabbit whole on his way back home subsiding his pain of a wounded heart with pleasure of a medicine. struggling to come to the meaning of anything, or to even get up and make it to his lovely home for dinner Wilfred laid on the ground and let his mind consume him.