Powers of a Stranger (working title)

Prelude

    Why do they think they can keep me here? Do they have so much money and power that they can get anything they want done? I suppose if I had money as old as theirs I could get things done my way too. You see their money is coming from many generations of money, and around here, old money automatically puts you in a higher class. The farther back your money goes the higher you are in status, which makes you all the more powerful and dominating. Everyone who is anyone will follow and respect you. No matter what kind of person you are... You will always hold the upper hand.

     Then there are the people who live in town, fearful of change and difference. Very conventional and steadfast in their customs and beliefs. Its honorable but naive to believe in such traditions and to actually follow through with some of them are outrageous. Though it is wonderful and peaceful here I don't see myself living here forever. It isn't my world but a dreamlike world of rich fantasy. A world in which a man has claimed me as his own, declaring that it is our entitlement. I will soon find out he says.. 

     This in tale, brings the story to me, a captive of the youngest son to a very prominent and most feared family in the country. He fooled me into thinking that I was only there to visit his estate and stay for a few weeks. But weeks flew into months and the days flew by with not so much as a word as to when I was to go home.  His servants are even worse, they seem to always watch and whisper in the background making sure I don’t disappear.  Even the small town where everyone knows every man, woman, and child watch me.  The only time I am left alone is when I am with him.  

      Why doesn’t any one understand?  You can’t keep someone against their will.  You can’t take something or someone, for that matter, and say that they are yours.  I am not a possession.  I suppose they treat me well but I am still a prisoner if I don’t have free will to choose to go home.  

      Then there is only one thing to do, I have to use what they use… money, power, and fear.  I don’t know how I will, but I must.  If I am to live my life the way I want to and not with this stranger watching over me.