He was as thick as ice itself and cold blooded looking. " I know I can. I always get what I want and I never lose. You're going to stand right by my side and smile for the world and there's nothing you can do about it. ""I don't take orders from people! " I spat out to him annoyingly from where I stood. I could feel my hand fold into a fist. This guy was really getting to me. He stood up from his seat and walked up to me with still not a trace of humanity. He finally stood in front of me, his face as stiff as a rod and his eyes as cold as ice. it was hard to penetrate."Then I'll make you learn." he said in an irritatively calm manner. His eyes told me that he meant what he just said and that kind of sent shivers down my spine. This man was determined to ruin my life and I was a bit scared of that fact.

    Keturah follows a legendary hart into the king's forest, where she becomes hopelessly lost. Her strength diminishes until, finally, she realizes that death is near. Little does she know that he is a young, handsome lord, melancholy and stern. Renowned for her storytelling, Keturah is able to charm Lord Death with a story and thereby gain a reprieve but only for twenty-four hours. She must find her one true love within that time or all is lost. Keturah searches desperately while the village prepares for an unexpected visit from the king, and Keturah is thrust into a prominent role as mysterious happenings alarm her friends and neighbors. Lord Death's presence hovers over this all until Keturah confronts him one last time in the harrowing climax.