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MasteryThat cold, slightly disgusted feeling returns to me as I enter the room. I always seem to feel this way when he calls me here to his chambers. Father says I should feel honored, blessed, to even be considered by his lordship. I suppose I'm grateful, but that's as far as my feelings go. I never asked to be part of this. I never asked him to take me in.Mastery
I am greeted by a dagger that comes flying at my face. I knew something like this was coming and I quickly dodge the blade and reach out to catch it. It's going to fast and cuts across my hand.&
by ~ForgedxByxChaos
BrushI lean against the wall watching her as she prepares for her date. The way she brushes her hair is a wonder to me. The smooth rhythmic motions of her wrist. One stroke. Two. Three. All the way to 105. She never stops on an even number. I wonder if she notices. Probably not, but all the same, her hair comes out looking just as lovely as it did before she'd started. I doubt her hair has ever been a real mess. I've never seen it that way, but then, there are a lot of things about her that I don't know. Things she refuses to tell me, or probably has told me, but only in that sly, passive aggressive way she speaks about her feelings.Brush
by ~ForgedxByxChaos
AngelsHer name was Violet. From the side she looked like an angel. It was an illusion of course. One of those many tricks women learn from their mothers who'd rather hang before they see their daughter be wooed. Me being the ignorant boy I was fell for that deceptive guise and eagerly approached her, greeted her, and proceeded to seduce her.Angels
She accepted my advances with a light smile. She was no fool, but she was not too proud to play one. I on the other hand, was sincerely a fool. I melted in that gentle smile. Longed to make it mine and only so. Where once my thoughts were located somewhere in the dark vicinity of her panties, they
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WrathEyes red with reason unknown, or if so, long forgotten, she sits, her gaze shiftless, as she glares at the one who holds her scorn. He is unaware, the ignorant fool, as he contently consumes the small meal she set before him. Silently she waits. Ever so often, a grin splits her face. He smiles back, the grin is gone.Wrath
There is a certain taste to his portion, he acknowledges, and questions her on the fact.
"A secret ingredient." she replies, innocently stroking her hair from her face. He does not notice that she has yet to touch her plate.
"Nutmeg?" he questions further, eating all the while.
by ~ForgedxByxChaos
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