Fan Fiction ❯ The Look of Fear ❯ The Look of Fear ( Prologue )
The Look of Fear
She stared out the window into the gloomy darkness. It was pouring outside but that did not put a damper on the gaiety inside the tavern. Every where you looked people were laughing. Men whispering lewd comments to the serving wenches, who smiled saucily. A few were even so bold as to fondle the servers. She shook her head as their revelry became louder huddling into her cloak concealing her face. She dare not let anyone know who she was or why she was here.
"Your room is ready milady." The owner of the tavern intoned breaking into her musings.
Soundlessly, she stood following the landowner.
Mean while…
A cloaked figure stood hidden in the shadows of the tavern. The wet and cold going unnoticed by him. He watched the hooded figure inside the tavern mount the stairs, while an evil smiled graced his lips.
Gripping the hilt of his sword, he walked towards the entrance of the tavern. He was not going to let his prey get away this time….
A/N: This is just the intro to my next story. It's going to a medieval fantasy sort. Well hope you like it. Yes there will be grown up situations ~.^