This makes him intrigued. "What sort of things did she say?"He is desperate to know what his sister had said to me, and I like holding it over him.I grasp his arm. "All good things." He looks a little relieved."You need not worry yourself about it."He drops the subject once he realizes that he won't get anything out of me. He looks down at what I wear. "You look beautiful," he comments. "That silk was crafted by White Lion for herself before she got pregnant. She gave it to me and one to Eliza to store it away. She said I could have it if I wanted it. So I take it! She told us to wear them "My eyes widen. When I walked into the room with Prince Edmund White Lion had complimented me on the silks. Now I feel even luckier to have the silk in my possession.ElizaBellaWe travel to the breakfast hall, where men chatter loudly, drinking ale and stuffing their greedy mouths with breakfast meats. Cesar takes his seat at the end of the table, and Itake the empty chair to his left. The ch
He grunts a struggled, "Fuck," before continuing talking. I can't help but laugh, tears sparkling in my eyes. White Fire Sun asks him if he's okay and Cesar nods with his pleasure-pain. I stop laughing when I see Grey Hawk, Black Bear, andbastard RedFox's eyes suspiciously on me. I eat my sausage while his hand grips my thigh tighter. I grab his hand with my free hand and move it off my thigh."Dances With Wolves," I whisper, shaking his arm to grab his attention. He turns to me after I've disturbed his chat. "May I will be excused? I've finished my breakfast."He looks down at my empty plate then nods his head. "Go, No wanderin' the halls, back to the room."I nod my head and exit the dining hall. I know what he plans to do with me after he's finished with his breakfast because I teased him today!0o0o0o0oI'm sitting in his great bearskin chair when he waltzes into the room just a little after breakfast. I instantly fly up from where I'm at and my eyes plead my apology. He doesn't
My nails dig into the sheet "Oh, I'm not saying that, Prince. Even if she knows, she wouldn't want to see you broken for her. I know if I were dying, I wouldn't want to see my family members distressed and upset like this. It would only makeme more afraid of the unseen and the unknown. I'd want them…to be strong for me, hold my hand and smile, assuring me that everything's gonna be alright before I ascended to a greater place."He still does not cry. He stands from his chair and turns to face me, all in his near seven-foot glory. As he comes to stand close to me, his towering body sways and he nearly collapses. His hand reaches out and braces his body against the bedpost, trapping me near him."Honey…" he whispers. "Who do I have to lean on?"I rest my hand on his blazing hot peck and swallow thickly."You have me," I say gently. "I'll do all I can to be there for you, Prince Edmund"He leans down a little, taking my face into his hand. "I need you." That's all he says. His eyes blaz
I look down at my necklace. It is beautiful, a golden swirl of metal keeping the beautiful translucent jewel in place. I look back at him. He's still sifting through the necklaces.He sighs. "Over the years, I've gradually gotten them returned. First Gentle Raven's…then my mother's and Snow flower, and now white Lion's. I thought foolishly that a part of their souls would be kept in the topaz even after they left the tangible world, that I could keep them with me still." He buries his head in his hands. "I lose everyone that I love."I still clutch the little jewel around my neck like it is my lifeline. Tears sparkle in my eyes. "I'm so sorry," I whisper. "If you want to cry, I'll…"He whips around with fire in his eyes. "You want me to cry. You asked me that same question earlier, even when my sister is alive. Do you want me to feel more pain than I already have?"I jump a little at his tone of voice. I breathe a sigh."Sometimes it's best to let it all go."His face is twisted in ago
I shrug my shoulders, slipping the breast cloth and genital cloth on before wrapping the silks around my body. "I didn't address it before because I didn't want to fight again. But it still does hurt…seeing you with her."His face pales. "You…you saw me with her?"At first, I do not know if I want to start this conversation, but I find myself nodding before I can stop myself. "I went to look for you after being locked in the room for two days…and I just saw something I wasn't supposed to see."His shoulders droop and he sighs, his tone laden with guilt and culpability. "I don't desire her as I desire you. With Athenodora, it's just a desire of the flesh."I find myself frowning at him. "You desire my flesh too. You've told me that one on countless occasions."He glances up at me, noticing the bit of humor laced in my tone. "But with you," he begins, reaching forwards from his bed and grasping my hands tightly in his. "It's both. I desire your flesh as much as I desire your respect and
"Well, I am fine" I reply. "But Cesar's been distraught over the health of his sister. I can't blame him. She is a good, and kind woman."Michelle nods and pulls a dark green tunic out of the river, lays it into a flat stone, and scrubs a bar of soap onto it. She looks up at me and smiles. "Your necklace is very pretty. Did King give it to you?"My hand goes around the necklace sitting on my neck. I nod my head. I take out a pair of deerskin pants and dip them in the river. "Mind if I use your soap?"Michelle shakes her head. "No, not at all."I scrub the pants with the soap, lathering them in bubbles. Michelle dips another shirt into the water next to me. "You know, I've heard much about that necklace."I look over at her with interest. "And what did you hear?""That it is the trophy necklace," Michelle replies. "Any a woman who is lucky enough to get the topaz necklace is said to be very important to our king." I breathe in and out very slowly. "Is that so?"She nods her head. "Very
I frown at him, my fists clenching at my side. "Ina ne kawai da abokantaka! Ka sani, kai ne mutum na fari na sadu a nan abin da ya ba kokarin fyade da ni." (I'm only being friendly! You know, you're the first man I've met here that hasn't tried to rape me.)This changes him slightly. "Me ya sa kake so ka zama abokai da ni? Mace ke ba ya so ya zama aboki na da sai dai idan tana son wani abu daga gare ni." (Why do you want to be friends with me? A woman's never wanted to be my friend before unless she wanted something from me.)I frown, placing my hands on my hips. "Ina so kawai ka dogara," I explain. "Na yi maka alkawari ba za ta mutu idan kana da irin kawai a gare ni…da kai me." (I only want your trust. I promise you won't die if you're only being kind to me…which you are.)His brows furrow together. "Mu no abokai?" (We are friends?)I nod my head. "Na'am. Mu ne abokai." (Yes. We are friends.) A distant shouting causes him to jump in his place. He gives me a look of kindness before he
I want to ask Michelle when she fell in love with Drinks of Waterfall and if she knew, or really could have known her own heart before he gave her his. Instead, I lean back in the chair and let the wind blow in from the window, hoping that it would whisper to me the answers he never says.I sip more of my wine, my dizzy spell intensifying. I want to ask all the characters in the books I've read if the hero ever got bored of his lover once evil vanquished and rode off into the sunset alone, without looking back. I want to ask him why he has any right to scale the perimeters of the steps I took while locked up in my towerwhen it was he, himself who put me there. I want to ask him why he has any right to make me feel this way when he was the one that trapped me with his kind smile and gentle touch.I want to ask him if the wine has the power to reveal the hearts of boys and men and if it could tell me as much as the scars on his back or the look in his eyes when he speaks so gloriously