⚠: High Sexual Content. A story from my sequel "Avalon" When the life of a Slave Virgin is left at the mercy of a Prince, what happens?... Immediately he stepped through the trees and the canopy of branches overhead shaded him from the sun, a heavy log of wood swung out of no where and collided with the side of his head, sending him falling on a knee and his hands making him immediately lose his hold on the spear and fish. Having succeeded in maiming the very person that stood between her and her freedom, Edwina flung the log away, hurried to the horse and mounted the saddle, set to ride. Bearing the fierce stinging pain in his head, Hector managed to get back on his feet, he raked his fingers through his hair and felt warm blood on them and winced immediately he touched the painful spot on his head and he felt blood began to slip down his face which indicated that he either had a big cut or a gash. The blood trickled down his collarbone and dropped on his chest, staining his jacket and soon, half of his face was covered in his own blood. 4/3/16 ©All Rights Reserved.