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The only source of light was the shaft from the sun that streamed into the large dungeon from six sword bars criss- crossed, too high up in the ceiling for anyone to reach, too narrow for a baby to pass through. The dungeon was noisy from dusk till dawn with the whispers of the men and woman in there, arguing, wailing and cursing each other and the guards outdoors. Sniffles and soft cries also came from the little queen next to Selene. " I am empty" Mia said, her voice coarse form crying all day. Selene had tried her stylish to soothe the the spooked child but it was fruitless. " We can not eat what they bring. Who knows what they put in it, I will request to speak with father also he will decide what to do" Selene said, bruiting the last part to herself. She desperately wished she had taken off in that carriage when all her half- sisters had. " But I am empty, I will die" Mia claimed, weeping. Selene glared at the child, she did not want any drama, the townies were locked in with
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The wails sounded, it kept ringing through his soul. The wails he was certain would ever be in his head. Edgar woke with a jolt. He'd a agony- again. Rolling out of bed, he threw on a mask and went to his wine press that sat behind a bookshelf. The potion the croaker gave him only made him dizzy but sleep still could not find him. It was a useless as all the drug's he would taken for decades now, he demanded wine. He smiled plaintively at the recollections, the veritably first time he dared to love and nature had thrown it right back to his face. Making his heart oath noway to be so foolish again. He bedded women and that was it, he did not need to love anyone and he clearly demanded no child. No matter what the council and Nicholas said of his lineage, he did not want any boy to suffer his fate. He couldn't. He was not ready to sire a son or raise any child for that matter. Edgar hummed and sat on the soft spread that laid on his large king bed. His mind drifting to the termaga
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The soldiers spoke in hushed tones, eyes darting around as if to make certain no bone indeed saw them. The altitudinous of the guards jounced before departing, only to cross the dark walls that led to the lair and went out of sight, the other looking about in like manner before going back into Edgar's sect. Selene yawned again and looked at the door, as if hoping that some phenomenon would make it budge. She had been kept locked up since last night, at least she had Mia also but now Mia had been taken out for breakfast and she had not seen her at all. Time was not really readable when she had no fund watch and no bells chimed at dawn and evening like in Riverland. She only goggled at the shadows which sounded to maintain a slate shade, the coming downtime wasn't the stylish of seasons to read shadows, it could be evening for all she watched and she wouldn't indeed know. Selene stretched to the table on her left and took another piece of chuck from the server. The caramel dropped o
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The Governess stood with a mug of unknown liquid as she goggled out her deck. TheO'alistair manor house was the largest in all regions, his father had conquered a lot but to her not enough. So long as she was concerned, Sol belonged to no man, no weak pitiful man who could slightly immolate for his people. " Come in" she said as a low valve sounded on the door. The man creaked open the day egg k chamber and went by. " I've news" he said as he bowed " What" she asked sluggishly, her mug at lips " Helsing has approved of our alliance" he stated " That's what I knew formerly. But fine" she replied with a smile " Shall we stay?" the man asked " We stay, tolerance, tolerance" she replied " When do I see her" the man asked nervously " My men will lead you to her" she replied and with a film of her wrist dismissed the man. *** " What you tell me is without prove" Edgar said with a tired shriek. He was sick of the townies and controversies. " My lord he did, he smelled my arm
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The cold wind blew Selene's hair to her mouth. She reached to remove the beaches and left her window, drawing the curtain together. The night was creepy, cold and restless, she had been unfit to sleep after putting Mia to bed. The studies of her future bothered her, she had always known she was alone the day the Sol soldiers went into their castle to take her father down but this night sounded to make the harsh reality all the more clearer. She was an unattached demoiselle out into the region with a youthful girl to watch for, she knew the odds were against her. Selene soughed vocally and sat on her bed as the events of the once weeks counted on her, she had decided to be strong, to be strong and auspicious for Mia but sluggishly she felt the fear creep in, the fear of being alone, having to forfend for both of them, to cover them both. presumably she'd get wedded and Mia would also have a father original but also she did not see that passing soon, she did not want any man to transgre
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Some effects are just meant to be. Selene had come to believe this in her life. Some circumstances, some people, some gashes. They were just meant to be. No quantum of caution could help also but one thing she knew was that it may be by fate but she'd be the judge of whether she'd remain in them or not. The halls of theO'alistair manor house hummed with conditioning, numerous retainers whisking around to set up the generally plain manor house. The dull faceless drapes were changed to a brighter purple and Selene watched as the formerly clean bottom was scribbled to sparkle. She stood at the far end of the deck, gaping at the maids that worked robotically, no mistrustfulness preparing for the appearance of the Harmony Council. The guard beside her was indeed near to her tail, no mistrustfulness an instruction from the Lord to keep her within arms reach. The cunny man no doubt knew moment would be a perfect day for her to slip down. She inwardly smiled at the irony of the situation, s
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Her eyes still wide open but now pink from crying. Selene stood closest to the cell door with her injured fists on either side. The cell was dark and empty and it smelled of sweat and sick effects, she had to hold her breathe severally as the wind would blow in through the high windows and circulate the foul smell. It was no doubt the day for the trial. She had heard the murmurs and failed attempt of escape from the Riverlands as they were led to the empty hall. The room wasn't as dark when the early morning shafts streamed in, she could see where the mound of hay was which smelled urine and the marshland receptacle that sat at the other corner of the room. Selene had learnt that her angry yells would only wear her voice out and her pounding on the bar ended her up with wounded knuckles. With cognizance veritably much alert to her girding, Selene was quick to descry the approaching steps. She backed down from the door and shielded her sensitive eyes as the door opened. The nurse stood
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The man bowed and let go of her arms, making her back into the near wall. " See that the men are training" Edgar said to the guard who did not need a reprise as he hastily walked out still, I could kill you" Edgar said as he turned to the hallway," If you wish to end you life so much. Selene swallowed at his serious tone and felt her legs shake. She wished she'd noway see him again, he still dared of taking her life after that night. maybe she was just naive to see it further than a bare night of thrill or perhaps the Lord was inhuman. " Do I've to drag you?" Edgar asked irritably Selene only also realised he'd been staying on her. She took slow way towards him, doubtful of what was going on. " You only incense me Child. Have you lost your legs?" He bellowed Selene went back to the wall, his tone as loud and threatening. She goggled at his angry eyes as he assessed her. Her gown felt short no matter how long she wore them and she felt her hands subconsciously go to hold them do