She rueled with an iron fist, needed to show those damned men she wasn't just a pretty little princess. She didn't need saving, she didnt need them. 'Why is she so cold to me?' That's all this young man could think, 'Did I do something?' He was a quiet man, followed orders, everyone thought he was just the most submissive little thing. It's what they didn't know.....what know one would ever know but her, that is going to make them loose everything. For the first shall be last. And the last shall be first