Late in winter, in the 19th century in the city of North pole, near the river side where the flowing North waters goes south, there lived Tarma and a few metres away lived Hull. 

Tarma and hull were young lovers, lovers known by all. Their love took many by surprise because they had the perfect relationship type. Tarma,a pretty young lady and Hull,the richest young man in North pole.



On a bright afternoon, Tarma and Hull went out to hang out in their usual secret location. On their way,they met princess Melina. Princess Melina,the King’s daughter had always loved Hull,and she wanted him just for herself.

“Where do you think you’re going with Hull?” 
Melina said to Tarma as she came down from her Horse.
“Hull is mine, the rich never blends with the poor,so you have no place with him Tarma.”

 Melina screamed angerily.

“I love Tarma and she’s my match,I don’t care about what you think.” Hull replied!

“How dare you talk back at the princess?
What rights do you have?
And you now exchange words with me all because of this poor thing? You have just drawn the battle line Hull.”

Replied Melina as she rode away.

One night,Tarma went out to fetch some wood in the deep forest.
As she went deep into the forest,she heard foot steps.

She went deeper,she could still hear foot steps. She stopped,as she tried to turn her back she saw a palace body guard,she tried to scream but it was too late. 

The next morning, Hull went to Tarma’s house to check on her. He had gotten her fresh roses, he knocked several times on the door but no respond. He entered the house through the window and searched but still no sign of Tarma. He became worried!
He told his friends,that his woman was missing, they also searched and searched the corners of north pole but Tarma was not found.
Meanwhile, Tarma has been hidden by Princess Melina.( tied up like a slave in her cave)

“Do you think you can take away Hull,you idiot?”

“Do you think Hull loves you?”

“Your lover boy will never find you,I’m going to kill you and then he’ll forget about you and marry me.”
“Melina said.”


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