The faery girl shivered as she heard someone walk into the room and shut the door. Now she was trapped, but luckily, she was quick and had wings. This had always served to her advantage and no one had ever been able to catch her before. She breathed quietly, letting her body rise and fall with it very softly. . . she didn't want to be heard.<br/><br/>Through the crack in the wardrobe door, she peered through to see, no doubt, the lord of this manor. As she heard "Come out...to your master...if you do as I tell you...I might not punish you..." her body shivered. What could the man possibly mean? She closed her eyes tight and bit her rosy lips, hoping he would walk away from the window, her biggest and best chance of escape. She held her breath again as he walked by the wardrobe and next to the window.<br/><br/>She didn't realize how cold it was in that room before; her little body was shivering now. Or was that cold really...fear?