His breath danced against her soft skin as his hands started to crawl up her arms. He was beginning to lean over and sniffed her neck in a twisted and sadistic way. Her whole body was covered in goose bumps and she quivered with fear under the man. Her eyes shut tightly as she felt him creep closer and closer to his ultimate desire. Uuuugggghhhhhhh no…

The sudden wind of the removed bureaucrat caused Melanie to slowly open her eyes. In front of her was a large and regal back. “Sir Dalton…” She whispered softly, her voice filled with relief as tears of joy rolled down her cheeks.

“You…” The bureaucrat muttered as he climbed to his feet. “You should not interfere.” By the time he was too his feet he seemed more disorientated than before. “You’re nothing but a pathetic replacement of your father.” At that and with a snarl; the pride hurt young man stumbled away from the two and leaving them alone on the balcony.

A small sob left Melanie as her body went limp against railing, tears of relief continued to fall from her eyes and down her cheeks. “Thank you Sir Dalton.” She said softly, her gaze turning to the floor; it wasn’t lady-like to cry but… she couldn’t help it.