⚜️𝕱𝖆𝖜𝖓 𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖊𝖉𝖙𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

                                    

                                          
Alana grunts and raises her head. "Ah, what the hell" she hisses, rubbing her tired head. She blinks and turns her gaze to the wooden ceiling. "What in Godessname?" A silk sheet covers her bare body. 'What the hell happened? And how did she end up here?' The warm fire in the fireplace crackles and illuminates the wooden attic room. The timber walls are adorned with bright artwork, and the floor is carpeted in burgundy. As she sits up, the cozy bed creaks. Her jewellery is secure on the bedside table beside her cozy bed. "What happened" she asks. A quiet voice responds, "Hate happened." She looks up, surprised, at the young man leaning against the door frame. She is captivated by his powerful goat legs and dark brown hair. "Before you ask, I'll tell you; I'm a fawn," jokes the boy as he walks over to the bedside table. "I wasn't going to ask," she adds gently, her gaze drawn to the short brown hair that clings to his hips. His slender tail moves rhythmically with each step. He carefully places a tray on the table and lifts the kettle. "Now don't be afraid; I'm not by his side." He pours steaming tea into a white cup and hands it to Alana, his gaze fixed on her. "Cole is my name; what is yours?" "Al... Alana," she murmurs, her gaze falling to his bare chest. He smiles. His bright blue eyes look at her. His young face is hidden by a short dark beard. Two curly, light brown horns develop between his shoulder-length white curly hair on his head. "Me neither," she says. "Obviously," Cole exclaims. He gives her a sandwich in exchange for her teacup. "When my buddies heard you scream, we dashed to you. That was shortly before Hate attempted to bite you." "Thank you," she says as she bites into her meal. "Oh my goodness, this is delicious," she mumbles. Cole laughs and ruffles his white, wavy hair. "Glad you like it." He waits patiently for her to complete her meal. "Now your dress was all torn, so I have a new one for you." She examines the mistletoe wrapped around his antlers with interest."Oh yeah" . He rubs his tanned cheeks while laughing. "You've arrived just in time for the Winter festival," he chuckles. Alana beams with delight. That sounds like a lot of fun! "As soon as you get dressed, you'll find me downstairs." He turns and goes away. "Thank you," Alana says, looking at the steaming cup of tea. A pungent aroma irritates her nose. Who knew she would be saved by a fawn? She had always assumed that Fawns were shy creatures. They were antisocial and odd, according to Jaspar. Perhaps he was mistaken. Otherwise, why would they save her? But how did they get rid of Hate? And who smacked her as she stepped out of the cave? Was it Hate? But what about his burned eyes? And yet... Perhaps she can catch her breath here? Let's eat, drink, and dress first, she thinks to herself.
As Heinrich pushes Katinka down, she groans. Heinrich turns around and looks at her disinterestedly. "A little break," Godfrey laments. Godfrey sets Wolfgang down and surveys the dense forest. "What do you think, Rogue" he inquires. Rogue smiles and looks out towards the wilderness. "I think I'm going to teach Thedon to hunt," he says with a chuckle. "Really?" Thedon says excitedly. Heinrich chuckles as he ties Katinka to Wolfgang. Wolfgang looks incredulous at him. "You can't hunt, so you're the babysitter," he jokes as he follows his brothers into the woods. "I'm not a fucking babysitter," Wolfgang rages. His brothers laugh and run into the woods. Katinka sighs, "I'm sorry." Wolfgang lets out an inaudible snarl. "How's your leg?" "Okay," he says angrily. "Sorry," Katinka says gently, her gaze fixed on the clear sky. Alana could be anywhere right now, she wonders, worriedly. Alana, her younger sister. That's what she'd always said. Her sister was always there for her. Alana was always the one to console Katinka when she wept. Without her, the days feel like years. She desperately needs Alana right now. Her crushed heart longs for her. Would Alana miss her as well? She was desperate to hear Alana's voice. She always knew exactly what to say. Katinka's eyes well up with tears. Everything she does makes her think of Alana. She wished for things to return to normal. Just as it was in the beginning.  She'd do things differently. But would it make a difference? Was Alana ever going to forgive her? Would they still be together? She sighs deeply. Wolfgang frowns as he looks at Katinka. Her mind appears to be elsewhere, yet her gaze is fixed on him. "What" he finally inquires. Katinka shakes her head. "Nothing," she says quietly. Wolfgang sighs and turns to face the young woman. What in the world is this? Why is he so eager to get his hands on her? Why is he feeling so... strange? Wolfgang turns gently. Katinka's piercing eyes are filled with nervousness. He gently strokes her cheek as he traces a red curl that hangs next to her face. "Wolfgang, what are you doing" Katinka asks, pushing the young thief back. She locks her gaze on his crystal eyes. What's the matter with him? What's the matter with her? Why can't she take her gaze away? Why does she want him to keep going? Wolfgang looks silently at Katinka's face. He carefully leans in and kisses her lovely lips. Katinka shuts her eyes gently and places her hand on his powerful shoulder. Why isn't she shoving him away? Why is her heart thumping so fast? Alana will be so disappointed. She believes Alana will never forgive her. And yet... This is different. So true... She's never felt like this before. It didn't even feel this good when Vania kissed her. She takes a deep breath as Wolfgang lays his muscular body on top of her. He kisses her slowly as she runs her hands through his hair. "Wolfgang," she moans softly as he penetrates her. "Shh," Wolfgang says softly as he kisses her lips. She chews his leather vest, afraid to notify his brothers. Wolfgang sniffs amused. She struggles to keep her moans in her mouth. But she has never been so at ease. Yes, Wolfgang is her kidnapper. Her heart, however, is racing. She wishes she could scream it. She doesn't want him to abandon her again. She wraps her legs around Wolfgang as he pushes himself deeper and deeper inside of her. "Wolf," she moans. She tries hard not to moan out loud. It's becoming increasingly difficult as Wolfgang dives deeper, harder, and quicker. 
Alana walks downstairs with caution and glances at Cole. Her slim figure is perfectly complemented by the soft white dress. Fine silver threads and shoulder straps complete the white corset top. The silver neatly develops around her breasts. On the white satin skirt, a graceful phoenix is embellished with silver thread. The silver belt around her hips appears to have been made by Elves and is adorned with a blue gemstone. A silver Elven brooch is clutched under her chin. Her necklace is safely covered thanks to the brooch and the white ordinate cape."Nice," he says, clapping his hands. Alana blushes from his zeal. "How are you feeling" He inquires. Alana responds truthfully, "Fair." "Good enough for seeing the village. I mean, you can't stay here if you haven't witnessed Rùatan's beauty." Alana laughs. "I would love to," she says cheerfully, hooking her arm into Cole's. Cole smiles as he unlocks the front door. She looks down the steps at the small pleasant village decked with mistletoe and winter roses as he leads her down. "We're getting everything ready for the winter festival," he says, following her attention to the beautifully built houses. A pair of fawns glances up. When she walks by, they all nod friendly. A female fawn gives her a warm smile. Her breasts are hidden beneath a wool vest. She picks up the wooden basket and walks away without saying anything. Red ribbons and satin bows adorn the modest square market. A round marble fire pit is surrounded by wooden benches. "Winter Festival is beautiful," Cole remarks, gazing at the piles of wood for the bonfire. "There's music and food." Alana examines the wood post behind the fire. Two leather bracelets embellish the broad pole's sides. "What's that for" she wonders. "We have this party every year in December. For the snow goddess and the ice queen. This is done to commemorate winter and to ensure that the frost does not harm our soil. For that we must make a sacrifice." Alana swallows. "What... what are you sacrificing?" "A virgin," he says quietly. "A virgin" Alana says incredulously. Cole gives a nod. "Who... who is the virgin?" "You," he says. Alana screams as two hands roughly grip her.
"Wolf," Katinka gasps quietly, scratching his hair. Wolfgang breathes a sigh of relief and places his head on her chest. Katinka takes deep breaths and looks up at the blue sky. Why is he breathing so quickly, she wonders, looking at Wolfgang. "Wolfgang"? He sits up and pulls his pants up, squeaking. "Wolfgang?" "Everything is fine," he says quietly. Katinka shakes her head in concern as she looks at him."Not at all," she says. "It's okay," he squeaks before collapsing. "Wolf" Godfrey yells  and dashes into the camp. He throws the dead rabbit away without hesitation and lifts Wolfgang up. "What have you done" he snarls, looking at Katinka. "Nothing," she says, shocked, as she looks at the youngster straining to breathe. "Did you let him run" Heinrich yells violently and kneels beside him. "Wolfgang, look at me," Godfried says, opening the silver buckle on his breast. "I didn't do anything," Katinka protests once more, adding, "he has asthma!" Katinka looks surprised as Rogue pulls her up. Godfried looks at Katinka, puzzled. "How do you know that?" "I've always wanted to be a doctor," she says haltingly. "Women can't become doctors," Heinrich responds. Groaning Katinka slaps Rogue away. Rogue looks shocked at her. She kneels hastily.  "That's sexist!"She is crouching close to Wolfgang after slapping Heinrich. Heinrich looks at her angrily. Shocked but mostly enraged. It was obvious that the girl dared. "Wolfgang," she says softly, placing her hands on his jaws. "Look at me," she says quietly, placing her left hand on his chest. "Take a deep breath," she says quietly, her palm resting against his chest. "Come on, we'll do it together," she says, her gaze fixed on his. As Wolfgang gathers his breath, Godfrey sighs a sigh of relief. Katinka smiles as he exhales more deeply. "Good," she says as she takes her hand off his chest. "So Asthma," Godfrey murmurs. "Is there anything that can be done"? Katinka sighs and shakes her head. "I'm sorry, but this will last his entire life. Perhaps they'll find something eventually." Katinka returns her gaze to Godfrey. "Until then, never let him run again," Albrecht snarls, grabbing Katinka. 
"Wait a minute," Heinrich says as he straightens himself. "Wolfgang can't walk," he says as he approaches Katinka. "What have you done" he asks, smiling. Katinka's gaze goes from Heinrich to Wolfgang. "Nothing," she answers, returning her gaze to Heinrich. Heinrich laughs joyfully. "Oh really," he says as he glances at Rogue. Rogue frowns. Heinrich sighs and rolls his eyes. He indicates his brother by moving his hips. Rogue frowns deep. Rogue at last grasps his brother's point of view. Rogue chuckles. Wolfgang takes a deep breath and glances at Heinrich. "Shut up," mumbles he. "Yes, he's himself again," Godfrey mutters as he stands up. Heinrich gives Katinka a friendly smile. "I notice a bite mark on his waistcoat," he teases. Wolfgang moans briefly before kicking Heinrich with his good leg. Heinrich chuckles and returns his gaze to Katinka. Wolfgang sighs and shuts his buckle. "What?" Katinka asks, gazing fearlessly into Heinrich's eyes. "Nothing," Heinrich says as he turns around. "All right," Godfrey says as he helps Wolfgang to his feet. Rogue stuffs the bunnies into Henry's backpack. Heinrich gives Wolfgang a friendly smile and buttons up his pants. "You forgot," he winks, and walks away with Katinka. Wolfgang mumbles incoherently and raises his damaged leg. "Ready," Godfrey inquires, looking at Wolfgang. Wolfgang simply nods. "Of course Wolfgang is ready," Heinrich says commandingly. Katinka sighs and rolls her eyes. Heinrich laughs and re-ties Katinka's wrists. "Seriously, Wolfgang," he teases, before continuing, "I'm much better.". She grumbles angrily. Heinrich chuckles and pushes the rope between Katinka's teeth."Ready," he says with a wink. Albrecht rolls his eyes and continues walking in quiet. Rogue grins and pokes Katinka. Katinka looks at him angrily. Rogue gives a sultry wink. Katinka sighs and shakes her head. 
Alana groans quietly and bites the linen between her teeth. "Stupid Fawns!" she exclaims. Why did she place her trust in them? With their absurd superstitions. The dancing fauns anger her. She'd love to dance with them if she wasn't chained up. Cole approaches Alana with a smile. "Comfortable?" Alana lets forth a ferocious snarl. "Oh, Hate," she mumbles. Why is she thinking about Hate? He'd grin as he watched the fawns slaughter her! Or maybe not. Where is that fat ass when you need it? "It's time," Cole replies gently, turning around. "Tonight is our party!" Every year, around a week before Christmas"!!The fawns are overjoyed. "We present this holy woman to the great goddess of winter... the ice queen, in order for her to spare our lives and land." The creatures laugh and rejoice with delight. Cole turns to confront Alana, drawing a silver knife from his brown belt. "The fairest woman dies first," he says, "from the icy breath of snow until spring comes." "The frost's white dress will save us from this severe bitter cold and keep us from starving." Alana closes her eyes as he raises the dagger."May you take this soul and hold her warm body so that we do not have to bear you're wrath."