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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
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The massive room was just as large as the throne room if not larger. The long blockish table before her had a fine furry table mat on it. It's print that of a barracuda. Selene gulped, allowing ho meant skins had been used to make similar large cloth, perhaps Sol had no further barracuda now. Selene took another bite of the apple pie, it was mellow, she knew not if her mama 's superior form made the pie taste like lime water or her appetite was none existent. The events of the former night she was certain would not wear off so fluently. She had noway been one to cry, she had countlessly challenged her father, when ever her quality or the safety of dear Mia was in jeopardy she had spoken out, anything to defend herself and her family. But the Lord made her weep like an child, she cursed the veritably moon that shone the day she kissed the Lord on that deck. That sounded to awake what flirter part of her was alive. Her unfaithful body was an epitome of treason, despite her fears and w
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The little queen sat nearly to Selene. Selene had her left hand slung over her shoulder as they both ate. She so wished she could put the child in her belly so they would come one, also and also alone would she worry lower of her. The oat before her tasted sweeter than she knew oats to be. Who ever was in the royal kitchen Selene was cettain had an issue with temperance. The lord sat at the table, his eyes on her though she was unintentional to look up, his aspect was burning enough to be felt. He cleared his throat fleetly and placed the heavier than normal chopstick on his server. " A nanny had been assigned to the queen. More if you aren't constantly bothering of her weal" Edgar stated and watched the queen nearly. He could see her relief as well as distrust " She has relatively taken a relish to Mrs Diana, she has been placed in her care for now" he added trying to assure her. Selene only jounced. Of course Mia was a gentle child. She could fluently grow fonder of anyone, her
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His meal made him glare. What little meat he'd on his impertinence had gone completely. His eyes had prominent dark rings and he completely looked sicker than he liked to admit. The once days had drained him, mapping out strategies, conniving, colluding, he'd to be active in the recruiting of new members. He heeded as the sound of rushing water came from his marshland room. His chamber he'd made certain linked directly to the boundaries of his home. Of course his step family was no trouble, her careless brutality amongst the businesses amounted little to him, he'd better enenmies. He knew any trouble intended on him would go through the frontal gate which led first to the north sect of the structure which was his chamber. But if any trouble came from this lair also it was aimed at his retainers or his men and he wanted to meet first with it. He'd severally gotten petty stealers that still prayed mercy in his dungeon and of course the queen. He'd caught the queen and saved her doubly i
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The sounds of chinking essence woke Edgar over. He moaned at the pang in his neck as he lifted his face go the window. His drapes were pulled up. He could not flash back letting them down the former night. He had not meant to sleep at all. He was just resting his mind, allowing on all life had taken and offered when the webs of sleep caught him. He'd seen her, burning, going, screaming, leaving him alone in this cold loveless earth. Edgar stilled at the memory, he hadn't been asleep. No, sleep had left him when the youthful queen had held him in her soft little arms till he no more stressed the dark, till he no more wept for his last nut. Till he was contentedly sleeping. He cringed at the vulnerability he'd let her see. He was noway suitable to suppose of Monique without being lost in a hole of pain and wrathfulness. She did not earn to die, she was too kind, too innocent, too beautiful. Just like the termagant that helped him to sleep after his worried agony. No doubt she was awake,