Strolling deep into the woods away from my miserable haunting society of Akwolle District across the Meadows, swamp, further to the wilderness of Bay Forest to another district, in the wee hours of the night. All I had in my possession was a loaf of bread, an old blanket of my brother's and a few coins, he'd collected up for me during the day in order to sustain my journey to safety. To begin with, never in a million years had I ever dreamt of myself finally reaching Eighteen where I was to be married off, and worse to the most wealthy and cruel man of Akwolle District, Kaffo Reinard, because all along I'd taken myself to be likeable to mother and I knew when the time comes, she'd talk for me and my marriage proposal would be declined. But this was all a dream. She was just like him.