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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,
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Selene jolted awake, her eyes snappily searching the slightly dark corners of her chamber. What had woken her, she allowed , completely worried. Was it Mia, had her fever returned? Did she get harmed by a perambulator? Or perhaps she just demanded a walk in the theater . Selene took another deep breathe, trying to be positive. The valve on the door came again and Selene heaved a shriek. It was Nina, no mistrustfulness trying to fix her bath and whatever she demanded that morning. She slipped out of bed and went to the bedside table where a heavy tableware key tied to a blue strip laid independently. She turned the door clump after the click of the key could be heard and pulled open the heavy door. There stood the Lord, his eyes so openly combing over her frame till it landed in her bossom which was slightly covered by the see through v- neck night dress. Selene rushed to the bed in a less subtle manner and pulled on her mask. " What are you doing then?" Selene asked " I see you
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The stern man looked worse than stern. His disguise was stiff as rosewood. What further could he give, did he have to butcher his kin with his own hands to keep her? He saw himself a man of character, he did not renege pledges. He did not drop promises. He'd sworn to cover the girl till she was no more or maybe him no more. One and nine decades after his woman 's departure, he still felt bond to that deathbed oath. He still saw the child as alive and that made him responsible. " Do you reevaluate this?" the Governess asked with a moue Far from it. I only suppose how well you're manipulative" he wrangle disrespectfully " I see" she replied with a smile. One that held pledge and the stern man was familiar with. " All you need is to offer him this bone advice, which if you do relatively well will be the last. also I will leave her to you. I keep to my words" Tue queen said " What if they fail and are all taken?" he asked " Oh they will not. Don't underrate your adversary" The nurse
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There was a woodpecker next to her. That was Selene's first study as she woke. The steady drumming of beak against wood assaulted her waking cognizance. What was a raspberry doing in her room? She allowed carelessly. With a meow, Selene turned to seek comfort on. Was her bed so hard or was she relatively asleep? The warm watery movement on her lids made her jump. Had the candle wax melted on her eyes? Was she bedazzle? And why did the bed tangle her so? Selene opened her eyes to see the Lord's face, his left arm slung heavily over her arms, his legs dragged her inbetween his shanks, his body in the hard rustic president and gulfing her, put away between his frame. His lips were parted slightly as he breathed. " MyLord.my Lord" Selene called Her bare legs could feel the cold morning air and the warm body through the britches the Lord wore. " Lord" she called more loudly " Go back to sleep" he muttered " It's me, Selene" she said, trying to tell him of their situation without s
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By now, Selene knew the pattern of the gasp. It was a high pitch wail that descended to a soft humming, also went up again. Selene sat on her bed, her chamber now holding herself and her family. Selene locked the little queen inbetween her shanks and circled her with her arms, her own chin atop the child's head. The gasp was untamed. Monotonous and pained. She wondered why the guards of the manor house could not make a skinny menial quiet or perhaps it was fright that the demoiselle may have been stunk and infected. Selene could feel the shiver creep upon her again that morning. She had seen the maid at the regale the Lord had forced her to. The girl had led a smiling Mia to the reiterating hall and promised to tuck her to bed after a bed story latterly. also this morning the riots had woken her up, with a veritably confused looking Mia coming to her bed chamber attended by a guard. The stories had come, by another aged woman that came to prepare the goddesses for the day, that
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She was familiar with the annoying chime. The bell close to her bed chimed doggedly with a incorrect punch. The bell was used in Riverland, when retainers were too many for delegated duties. The Sol manor house didn't have it. Selene misdoubted they would, with the mass of slaves-willing and unintentional- they had acquired from their land conquering. The council had many retainers perhaps. Or they didn't waste them on guests. The aged woman she could flash back from that night came in, two woven baskets in hand. One holding hair apkins and another a covered server. Or perhaps two. " Lady Selene" she addressed shortly and simply smiled at the youthful child. " You should have breakfast. Or perhaps the reiterating hall would be preferable" the lady asked " No, it's fine then" Selene said as she sat straighter on her bed. The mattress wasn't nearly as soft as her bed back at the manor house. She had slightly slept. The jitters she knew not its root gripped her. numerous studies ran
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The field was tense. One could smell the pressure long hauls down like a reek. The nursers girdled a bleeding legionnaire. Edgar gutted his brand and faced it, he'd taken it too far. " You've gone too far- my lord" the prim butler said as he came to the spar grounds upon notice. " He was unrehearsed. Not the men I need in legion right now" Edgar replied calmly " What bothers you" Nicholas asked " Nothing" Edgar replied after a light at the aged man " It's commodity" He Prodded " You know me too important Nick" Edgar breathed out as he handed the cotton back to his hand boy and paraded down from the scene. Nicholas in hitch. " The child. Her father has upset her" Edgar said Nicholas couldn't effectively hide his snort. Why would that bother the Sol king of all pressing issues? " I see. And that bothers you" Nicholas asked " further than I like. She's a child. It's only anticipated that she may bend to please Cedric" Edgar replied " And Cedric's wished are?" Nicholas ques