GAME

His regime fell powerless and was sent to exile. Years had passed when a shocking invitation shook their roof. His daughter is forced to wear a mask and hide under a common name known to the genteel. Everything was going as planned until he came along. A cheerful yet clever lad who set his eyes on her. One look and he knew what he had to do. But this gal is difficult forcing him to use everything in his power just to make her his. "Since it is like this let us play a game then," his words shot through her. She was speechless and just stared blankly at him. "But I'll make sure in the end," he whispered in her ear softly. "I will win. So keep this until then." He placed a small object onto her right palm and smiled at her before leaving. Dumbly she stared at her palm. A ring sat there making her heart beat wild.