In Livingdale, Prince Scot stood at the door of Meryln’s studio impressed and mesmerised by her. He had been standing there watching her swing on the air from one rope to the next with so much ease until the finale when she did the double somersaults landing perfectly on the ground. Wearing a red catsuit, her hair tied into a ponytail and a sword strapped on her, Meryln looked like the sexiest samurai woman he had ever seen. “Amazing!” he exclaimed, announcing his presence.
“Scot, I am surprised you came” she said softly not moving where she was.
He looked at her, her words hurting him “Why are you surprised?”
“You should be in the palace planning my execution, I guess someone has to ensure that I don’t run away”she responded flatly.
“Is that why you think I am here Meryln?” he aske
