It's not even eight years, and I've taken yet another life. I confessed my first murder in March 2008 on these forums, but I was retaliating against a home invader. I believe I related a second incident - the mass murder in my family - at some point, and my retaliation against the masked assassin. This was different - it involved my lover - my princess. My wife has known these five years about our illicit love, or rather, my princess' love for me. She's the most beautiful girl I know, and more affectionate and loyal than my own wife! She simply appeared one day at the window, looking for love. I'm married but she wants to be with me, so my wife turns a blind eye and even shows occasional affection for her. Today, I spotted another assassin. He was sneaking along the sliding glass door. It's freezing cold here so I threw on my jacket and grabbed the closest weapon - a dull axe. I ran outside and 'round the house to where I spotted him - he let out a surprised bleat and ran away. I pursued him, simply wanting to chase him away from the house, and I saw princess atop my house deck, eyes wide in mindless terror. She fled as well, and I couldn't see where. I continued a circuit around the house wanting to reassure her... returning to the front door, I suddenly heard panicked expressions - I couldn't see where they were coming from. Wait! Nearly 100 feet uphill, I saw my princess. The assassin was literally clutching her back as she tried to climb a tree to escape! I knew I was shouting as I raced up the slope in this frigid cold, hoping the assassin would flee... but he persisted in his murderous attempt on my lover's life. I swung the axe with berserk strength and... almost missed. The assassin clung to my love tenaciously, so I swung again and drove the axehead deep into his ribs. My princess fell from the tree, and yet the assassin continued to try to slay her. Again and again I chopped at him until finally his movements ceased. There was not as much blood as I would have thought - the axe is truly dull and I had essentially bludgeoned him to death. All is not as it was; we cannot return to normal. We took my princess to the doctor, as well as the assassin's corpse. While the assassin did not <seem> insane, we don't know his rationale for assaulting my dearest. Perhaps it was simply greed that drove him to this attempt, but it may be something far more sinister. My princess is here in my home, but I cannot say what the eventual result will be for either of us. Even my wife and son are helping by shopping for her, but we will not know until Tuesday what the future holds.