Old England, year 1314

In the evening, the rain comes. The young servant sits in the dimly lit room, staining her delicate hands in the dirty water she squeezes out of her recently used cleaning rags. Finished with today's work, her mind wanders in daydreaming, of the possible futures she could've seen, if not for her fate of submission... Her train of thought is interrupted by loud knocking. A man comes into the Master's house, and loud arguing quickly erupts. "Do not anger yourself, friend! I have ways to repay you", says Master. "Make haste. What have you to give me?", says the unknown man.

"I have a woman", echoes a familiar voice. "The fairest maid you'll see today."

The young girl's heart skips a single beat. Before she's able to collect her thoughts, the not long ago peaceful room is intruded upon with a noisy wallop. "In here, please. This is her", Master says, violently pulling the servant up by her long brown hair. "Is her appearance satisfactory?" The unknown man brushes Master aside, pushing the girl's back toward him with a single arm. Staring at her and holding her head up by the chin, he ponders before turning to Master and angrily ordering him "Leave the room already, you greedy pig." A new sight for the young maid, she shows clear surprise at seeing the usually imposing man at this new figure's beck and call. Master hurries out of the room, closing the door to the sight of a scared maiden.

"Now", the man says in an impatient tone: "I will have you for the night."

Before she has a chance to even think of speaking, the girl is turned around and pushed straight to the ground. The sound of cloth being ripped and tossed comes from her lower body, and her most intimate areas are exposed to this man she'd never spoken to.

The next hour is a white blur.

Such violence had become commonplace - female servants were nothing more than tools and objects for the powerful to have their way with. The piercing pain of each of the man's movements scarred the maid's pure mind and tore away every dream and passion, fed to the maw of a hungry beast. The man eventually pulls away, leaving the broken-minded girl on the ground like a discarded toy and once again dressing himself to exit the room. Life no longer made sense and her heart was stained grey. No thoughts came to mind but the desire to be freed from the lingering pain. Though she was not fully conscious, a familiar sound could be heard through the wall a few minutes after the invader's retreat - a sharp blade cutting through meat and a loud thud like a heavy rock dropped on the ground. The smell of blood slowly crept into the room - Master had been murdered. Unable to differ between people in her current state, the girl feels only confusion added to the pain as a shadowy figure easily lifts and carries her away. The scent of death briefly touches her nose as she passes through the murder scene and out of Master's now former home.

Tossed into the back of a carriage, she last hears the words "You belong to me now, servant" before drifting into unconsciousness...