Prologue

"Sariah.....I don't know what to do.....I.....I think I love him....." Tears form in the seamstresses eyes. She stands up without a word, walking to the door. It opens with a creak and she turns back to the maiden, on the verge of tears. "But do you know what he's done?"

Well if that doesn't start off a book, I don't know what does.
This is my first published story/book so it would mean a lot to me if you would hit that little star at the bottom and make it "filled" with joy! Also some feedback would be amazing!
This is a work in progress so its still being edited, but for now! Here ya go!

Enjoy!
-Mysterious Author