His P.O.V
* Three years ago*
I watched as she layed down under the willow tree and closed her eyes. Feeling the earth with her slender hands, it was almostas if she was absorbing it. I felt envy rise within in me for that earth, I wanted her hands to touch me like that. Her gentle hands touching my skin, my body shuddered in pleasure at the thought. Watching her had made a smile come across my face something that hadn't happened in a long time. She was perfect, my maid with flaxen hair.She sat under the small willow tree, and pulled out a book. Her bright green eyes were framed by thick dark brown eyelashes. Her long silky hair came down to the very small of her back. Her pouty pink lips were pulled up into the smallest curve, the softest hint of a smile that ever came across her lips. Her pale skin seemed to glow in the sunlight. It was then that I decided that she would be mine. Whether she liked it or not, willing or unwilling either way she would be mine; and she would give me love it was then that I decided that I would find out eveything about her and she would be mine. She would trust me and love me, then I would strike.
