The heavy wooden door creaks slightly as you push it open, and you step inside the Princess' chambers.

A breeze from the open window causes the candle in your hand to dance, pushing and pulling its dim sphere of light about you.

You try to focus in the dark, plant every step carefully. Except you know this room well from years of sneaking in here, and you're soon moving more on instinct than by sight alone.

The night is so still that as you near her bed, your rapid breathing sounds like it fills the entire room and you wonder how she hasn't woken up yet.

You hold your breath as you place the candle on the table beside her bed.

Once you see the beautiful Princess' face by its light, you take a moment to ready yourself.

This is it. Soon she'll be yours... all yours.

You stare at her for so long you forget to breath. Your lungs begin to burn and you exhale loudly.

The Princess' eyes shoot open...