The sun slowly sets over the horizon which means it's almost time to open our business. Eagerly, I tie the frilly apron around my small waist. I like to believe that it's my job to keep my family's shop open for as long as I can.

We're best known for our macaroons but they aren't any ordinary macaroons. They contain poison... We help people get revenge on those who have wronged them in the most cunning way. Seeing that macaroons have been made illegal in my town because of that, it's forbidden now to even say the word.

A few people come and go, not knowing what their fates await them. I try to suppress my giggles but they always manage to escape the barriers of my lips. A man on a majestic ivory-colored stallion gallops full speed in my direction. I am greeted face to face with a huffing horse.

"Excuse me, fair lady," he asks me looking around. I lift my lantern slightly in his area hoping for a clearer view of the man's face. When I do, I almost drop my lantern. He was utterly handsome but strikingly familiar.

His eyes averted to the box of macaroons sitting in my lap. He slides off his horse to the ground. The man gets closer.

"Are those macaroons?" He murmurs.

"No!" I practically yell slamming the box closed. "No macaroons here."

He chuckles swinging an arm around my neck. My cheeks heat up from the contact of his skin.

"Just between you and me," He reaches and takes a brown macaroon from my box.

"I love macaroons!" He throws the macaroon into his mouth planting poison into him.

"No!" I scream bolting up. I open his mouth in an attempt to remove the macaroon out before it's too late. Sadly, he already swallowed it! I start pacing back and forth. I can't let him die, he's just an innocent young man! The side effects take effect immediately.

"What are you so worried about?" He asks, licking his fingers.

"That's not an ordinary macaroon!" I exclaim.

He laughs. "So it would appear you know more than the word 'no'. Don't worry, I won't leave without paying."

"I'm being serious here! That macaroon was poisoned!"

His eyes widened in surprise. "What?! Why are you selling poisoned macarons at midnight?!"

"I, uh... It's a long story." I say more to me than him.

He staggers, his movements slowing, then finally collapsing to the ground. "What's happening to me?" He slurs.

"That's the first side effect... It disables your ability to move your limbs." I explain to him.

"You've got to help me, maiden!"

His horse walks over to him examining him. I notice a small badge on the horse which reads 'Property of the Kingdom'.

Oh no. I am in deep doo-doo. I just poisoned the prince!

"Okay, I'll help you but we must act quickly. We have five hours." I yanked his hand and dragged him indoors. His horse obediently followed after me.

"So what's the plan to get me back to normal?" He asks.

"Well, we need to create a complicated, long mixture of medicine-"

"Ugh, I guess I'm dying then," He complained. "Isn't there a faster way?"

"Well, I'm sorry, I'm not the idiot who decided to shove poison in my mouth. There's still time." I tried reassuring him but more myself.

If people find out I poisoned the prince I'm going to prison forever! "The fastest way to get you back to normal is for you to drink the sweat of a boar."

"Easy. Consider it already done," he said as he rolled his eyes.

I scoffed and crossed my arms. "Stop getting ahead of yourself princey."

"Ooo, we're giving each other nicknames now. Okay, Mac lady." He winked. I sighed and felt my eyes rolling again.

"Hop on the horse, we have a boar to find." I looked back at his lifeless body on the ground.

"Oh, wait. You can't-" I broke into a giggle while he just side-eyed me real ugly.