Shayn's eyes glanced at the door, then to the window. To any possible escape route there was in this room. It was all to obvious who this man was. His mighty apperance, the fear that filled you when you lay eyes upon the man. His apperance was so alike the description of a certain king, that lay within the book that had fell to the bed.
Shayn's eyes rounded, it had to be some kind of dream. For this man was fictional, was he not?
"Your not here" Shayn said, her voice shaking a little as she watched the man, he had to be a figment of her bordem.

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