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went home, she would still be in danger from some crazy, deranged man.
     
                  “I’m not asking you to marry me!”
     
                  His gorgeous eyes were full of anger when he looked at her. “No, you’re not but that damned fairy is. Tell me one good reason why I should listen to them.” He stood rooted to the spot with his thick arms folded over his equally thick chest while the muscles in his legs were tight as he stood with them shoulder length apart.
     
                  Normally, she would have considered herself a strong person and able to deal with almost anything, but this man made her so angry that she saw red. “How should I know? This is your world not mine! I live in a world were fairies aren’t real! Do you know how it feels to know that I am being hunted and probably will be killed in either world I end up in?” Spots floated before her eyes as she spoke out in anger. As soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted saying them. There was no way she wanted Jakar to pity her.
     
                  “What did you just say?” he asked her.
     
                  Great, now she had to worm her way out of this. “Nothing. Don’t worry about it.” She turned away from him to stare into the fire.
     
                  “I want to…” Jakar started to speak but was interrupted by a loud knock on the door. “Come in!”
     
                  The door open and a soldier stepped into the room.
     
                  “My Lord, your presence is needed down in the dungeon. One of Tuloch’s men has requested to speak with you.”
     
                  “Do you know what he wants?”
     
                  “All he said was to tell you, he had information about Tuloch.”
     
                  “I’ll be there in a minute, Elcon. Wait for me in the hall.” Jakar dismissed his soldier then returned his gaze back to her. “I will be back when I can and we will resolve this little problem.”
     
                  Isobel watched him leave. The sound of the lock twisting informed her she was still his prisoner. She needed to get the hell out of there and quickly before he returned. She went to the window to see if there was any way she might be able to lower herself down to the ground without injuring herself.
     
                  The only window in the room overlooked a wide expanse of open grassy land. It was still in the confines of the walls of the castle but relatively empty of any movement. The window was high up off the ground, at least two stories as far as she could tell. She would need something to lower herself down to the grass, but what? Once she was out, she would have to keep out of sight. Her biggest problem was figuring out how to get outside the castle walls before he returned to the room and saw that she was gone. For now, she just had to get down the stone wall.
     
                  At first the room appeared not to have anything to offer her in the way of escape tools until her eyes were drawn to the sheets on the bed. Of course! How could she have been so stupid? How many times had she seen the sheets used to escape in a movie? She would have to work quickly and pray that the material would hold her. There was no telling if Nana would return to the room anytime soon and she didn’t have a clue how long Jakar would be.
     
                  Without a second thought, she yanked the sheets off the bed. She needed something to cut or rip the sheets in half. Racing around the room, she found what she needed in the bathroom, a straight edge razor. It should do the job perfectly!
     
                  The razor sliced through the material without any hesitation. After one quick slice she was able to use her arms to pull the material apart. Before long, she four long strips ready to be tied together. Now she