Once upon a time in a magical land, there is a beautiful elven princess. Her beauty was known around the land. All the women were jealous and all the men wish to bed her.
One day a young and handsome wizard came to the palace for a meeting with the King. As he walks into the palace, the princess greets him. She is very boisterous and loves meeting new people since she rarely gets out of the palace.
"Hello! Why you're a fine-looking wizard! I expected you to be old and grey!" She exclaims with a giggle.
The wizard could not say anything at first. He just stood looking at her hourglass figure. Her dress caressed her every curve. He finally smiles a devious grin and runs his hand through his hair.
"Thank you, my fair princess. Your compliments are the only ones worth anything anymore."
He grabs her hand and kisses it.
"Oh what a gentleman." She responds.
While he has her hand he puts a small bag in her palm.
"What is this?" She questions.
"Just a gift. It will bring you good luck," he said smoothly. His glance does not break from her.
"Wizard! Your King is ready!" a brute man yelled.
The wizard walks into the other room but knew it would not be the last he would see of the Princess.
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Later that night while the princess is in her chambers, she studies the little bag the wizard had given her. She tries to open the bag but it is sealed very tight.
"Good luck?" She whispers to herself.
"Submit to me," something whispers. The princess quickly looks around but doesn't see anyone.
"Submit to me." She hears it again. She tries to stand up but feels very tired. The room begins to spin and she falls to the bed.
"Submit to me." She hears it clear as day now. She turns her head and sees him. The wizard.
"How did you get in here?" She says in a faint whisper.
He smiles. "Luck," he says walking to her.
Looking over her, he takes her in. He runs his fingers over her fair skin.
"You shouldn't be here! My father will have you beheaded!" she cried.
"Will he now?" he scoffed. "I don't think so." The wizard chants magic words and the door glows an orange color.
The princess, who was still struggling and confused, stops. She looks at the wizard and begins to feel strange. The room no longer spun and she was no longer scared. She felt a very different emotion.