Evangeline had done a very stupid thing. as a princess, she was supposed to obey her parents, do their bidding and order servants around to do hers. Tonight, however, she had managed to sneak out of the castle and head into town for a little while. She was covered in a cloak so no one would be able to recognize her under the oil lamps, but the girl had gotten ahead of herself and now she didn't know where she was or how to get herself back home. Asking for directions was out of the question, as everyone in town would recognize her voice and she would be swamped by members of the public. It wouldn't have been the first time that something like that had happened to her. The girl was quite popular with the older gentlemen in the community. Porcelain white skin, a beautiful river of ebony hair that reached her thighs, a young and innocent face, but a not so innocent looking body to match. Unfortunately, part of her role as a princess was to eventually marry someone who was either royalty or incredibly wealthy. The only men that fit those descriptions were....old. They were much older than her and they were generally filthy perverts, their eyes lingering over her as she walked or went about everyday tasks. 

Suddenly, the girl snapped herself out of her daze. She'd been standing underneath the light of an oil lamp for quite some time as she thought about what she was going to do. Evangeline decided to move quickly. If she was recognized now, she'd be in deep trouble. Her parents would never let her go out on her own again. Being locked in her bedroom didn't sound appealing at all, so she hurried over to what she thought was an inn. The girl peered at the sign that was nailed to the door. It said there were no vacancies. [i]Great, just great...[/i] Evangeline thought, turning away from the building and heading into the dark streets ahead. Every now and then she looked over her shoulder to see if anyone was following her. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw a shadowy figure behind her. He was a distance away, but still. Quickly, she turned herself around and walked as fast as she could manage in her high heels. Evangeline pulled her cloak around her body tightly, wishing it had the ability to make her invisible. 

After what felt like an eternity of running, she found herself at a dead end, it seemed. Her hands were pushing against a solid wall of stone. It was rough and uneven, it had probably been here for a hundred years or more. Panicked, she kept her back to the wall in case anyone came after her, but it was too dark to see anything now. Evangeline was known for being quiet and reserved, but now she was in tears as she slumped against the cold stone wall. It was now that she regretted coming here in the first place. Running away from home was a stupid thing for her to do, but she did it anyway, as she was sick of being confined to the walls of the castle. The only time she saw something else was when she was looking through the window of a carriage, only to be confined to the walls of another estate for a party or dinner event.