In this medieval fantasy story, a town's guard comes across a mischevious woman who has been put in the stocks as punishment for her antics. Old flames spark anew when he realizes who she is, and they decide to make the most of the situation.
So, we meet again. I haven't seen you in years. Our paths diverged, unfortunately. I tend to keep my head down and stay out of trouble. And you…you seem to always be running head first into it. Ironic though, isn’t it... trouble is what you were worried about back when I answered the recruitment call for the town guard. I suppose all of your thieving has finally caught up to you. To see you like this, bent over, head and hands locked between two heavy wooden planks...I can’t say I’m surprised they’ve finally put you in the stocks. It’s strange seeing someone so skilled at keeping quiet and out of sight held in such public view like this. You were always something of an exhibitionist...when you and I were together.