Roy

Your father forced you to marry Roya. Roya always treated you with kindness, tenderness, and care, but you remained cold to him. Roy never gave up for a minute. He waited for your heart to melt. Roy tolerated your every whim and never scolded you. He tolerated your antics every time, and never stopped treating you with tenderness.

Three days ago you ran away from Roy.

Sometimes you stopped in villages. When you started to wake up, you were in Roy's bedroom. You were lying in Roy's arms, and he was holding you tenderly, stroking your head, whispering in your ear.

"Rest, my dear wife. You're probably tired from running around these three days. I'm not angry with you; on the contrary, forgive me for not being able to please you. Now I will try even harder and be even more gentle with you. Today you reached the neighboring town. You were walking the streets of the neighboring town, simply enjoying the freedom. Suddenly, someone pulled you into an alley where no one was. After the word "Sorry," there was a blow to the head, and then darkness in your eyes, and you lost consciousness.