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change his mind.  She finally found restless sleep with strange and frightening dreams, always with a dark and menacing figure lurking nearby.  She awoke in a sweat in the middle of the night, unable or unwilling to fall back asleep.  Her situation was unfathomable.  She had never in her entire life thought she would be facing a fate as horrible as this one.  She had believed in her father and his promise.  How could he have betrayed her so, simply because of her mother’s influence?  She shouldn’t be surprised.  Circumstances of her mother winning out had taken place all of her life, but she didn’t think it would happen again, especially in a situation this important, with a man this hideous.  She couldn’t help herself as tears streamed down her face.  She must have fallen asleep again because when she opened her eyes the sun was shining through her windows.  The day was beginning and the birds were chirping and it seemed the world did not know it was ending.  Indeed, everything was just as it was last eve, all the events unfortunately had not been a terrible nightmare.  It was all there for her to remember in lurid clarity.

 
    Chapter 3
     
    The day began early for Eriik and his men and as camp broke Sol had just started his journey across the sky creating a blazing spectacle.  The men began their customary preparations and the journey started as quietly as the dew melts upon the knolls.  The sun glinted off their swords and shields and they appeared something akin to ancient gods crossing the wide expanse of the English countryside, so strong, so full of bravado.  As the sun crept higher into the sky they were well on their way to the castle.  As it arose out of the mist, they knew what agony awaited the inhabitants, but Eriik took no pleasure in it. 
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    For Lillian, the day seemed like every other day only for a few minutes, then she noticed a strange amount of activity going on downstairs, women screaming and people scurrying around.  What in the world?  Was everyone aware of her fate and just as traumatized as she was?  No, that was ridiculous.  The inhabitants of the castle would probably think Lord Montfort was a good match for her too.  He was a wealthy man, and after all, no one marries for love.  She used to think she would be one of the lucky ones, until now. She dressed hurriedly and flew downstairs, surprised that people were not only scurrying around and screaming but gathering weapons as well. Mothers were taking their children to safety within the castle walls and farmers were coming from their homes in the fields into the safety of the fortress.  Something very wrong was astir.  She asked everyone running by what was happening, but no one would stop to explain.  She called for her father but he was nowhere to be found.  The huge turret doors were being closed by chains, operated by the strongest men.  She had to find out what was wrong.  Since no one would take the time to talk to her, she ran up the steps to the tower, the entire countryside at her feet.  In the tower, what she saw was unbelievable and horrifying.  Men, or at least she thought they were men, huge beings with shields and weapons, marching toward her father’s land.  As she stood transfixed, they reached a point and started making camp as if they belonged there.  They looked more dangerous than anything she had ever seen in her life.  What did they want?  Were they indeed threatening?  It appeared that the answer to that question was yes.
    Lillian ran back downstairs.  The castle looked to be in chaos, but as she looked closer, she noticed that everyone seemed to have a duty and they were going about it precisely.  She continued to look for her father and noticed the sun was climbing into the sky when he and his men came out of the drawing room looking grim but earnest.  She would never feel the same about that room again after her encounter with the vile Lord Montfort.  They seemed