<div align="center">(http://i55.tinypic.com/10s7uj5.png)</div><br/>His touch made her shiver, it was not gentle but it wasn't rough either and yet she sensed in him something to fear. He had already proven she should, though it was the women who had treated her terribly he was the one who had placed her in their hands. She scoffed at his words as he placed the blanket on top of her. Knowing that it was pointless to say anything and she certainly couldn't fight, not shackled like an animal beside him. The kiss to her forehead felt as if it burnt her skin, she wanted to shirk herself away from him but couldn't and when he opened his arms up to her Verona seriously thought he was crazy. He had to be! Did he really think that she would just lie in his arms as if the past few hours or days for that matter had not happened? Yet, she was exhausted and this was the first few instances of human decency and kindness she had experienced and her body craved it. Her soul craved it. Slowly she allowed herself to be guided into the crook of his arm and lying with her head upon his lap she curled herself into a foetal position, closing her eyes and praying that when she awoke this nightmare would have ended.<br/>