The night was beautiful, the forest was quiet, the stars glimmered in the moon light, and the faint smell of blood was in the air. A young maid was in horror when she saw her master laying on the cold ground. She tried to help cover the wounds but failed, she was on the verge of calling for help. Her master was able to speak but just barely, she spoke her last words to her maid, "I had a d-daughter in my youth please f-find her, s-she will be my heir.” The young maid was in tears as her master slowly died a most painful death.