As soon as we got back to the Inn, Nicklos had dragged me back into our room. His face was red with pent up anger as he paced quietly around the room. I quietly sat on the bed, watching his aggitated and jerky movements. It was best not to say anything to him when he got like this. When something seemed like it was out of his control, he would lose his cool and lash out in anger. I know he doesn't mean to, but his over protective side got the better of him and all rationality went out the window. I hated seeing him this way, and nothing I could say in this moment, would help his anger. At least bringing up the subject would anger him. There was other ways to calm him down.
"Nicklos, stop pacing around, you are going to wear a hole in the floor." I said softly as I continued to follow him with my eyes. His head snapped over in my direction. His golden e
"This is really unbefitting of a Princess. You shouldn't be showing so much skin." Marquise grumbled angrily. His arms where crossed over his chest and a deep scowl was etched on his face. He was really irate, throwing a silent temper tantrum with the garments I was given. I couldn't really blame him, because I was also feeling rather uncomfortable with the showy and vibrant silk cloth caressing my skin. The silk bring pink satin sat loose on my shoulders. They draped slightly off my shoulders, giving away to the white creamy skin that sat exposed underneath it. A deep 'V' cut nearly exposed my breasts as they gently laid over my chest, hugging them to give them shape. The stomach sat exposed, showing off every faded scar I had earned over the course of six years. Further down, was a skirt that hung loose on my hips. It flowed in the wind with grace, whispering quietly as it brushe
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I honestly didn't know what I was expecting when we had reached Laylia's doors. I had never stepped into a brothel before, let alone seen one so I was a little impressed with how big the building actually was. It was a mansion located atop of a hill just outside the city limits. Stone boulders cemented together formed the outside walls. They looked to have been stained black to give it a dark and creepy edge. The building was as large as seven passenger carts lead by a team of four horses. Bushes had grown out front, and looked to have been recently trimmed. They where neatened into square hedges, no sign of any jutting out branches or leaves. The entry way was a large stone arch that held to doors shaved down and fitted to the odd shape. Large brass knockers where dawned on each door, a way to signal to the people inside that there where guests. The red paint on the door, se
The inside was so definetly different than the outside interior. The walls where of cream coloring, and wooden pillars stood against them. They where dark and recently polished. Around the edges of the walls where it connected with the ceiling, where also lined with a dark wood. A swirling parters sat in each cornered edge, making it look expensive and exotic. A large red carpet covered the entry way hallway. It was soft and plush, making you sink in when you walked. It was way to lavish for my tastes. Torches sitting in metal holsters lined the long hall until it gave way to a lavish foyer. The room was very tall, and a large crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling. There where many metal arms that bowed down wards, only to come back up and reach for the ceilings. Thin metal chains covered the metal arms and suspended down towards the ground. Crystals covered the suspended
The room danced and swayed sporatically as I laid limp in Nicklos's hands. I didn't have the energy or will to fight off the drug any more as it continued to move like molases through my veins. Every shift or slight touch from Nicklos and a spark of desire spurred through me like a whild thorough bred horse. All I wanted to do was release this built up tension between my legs, and get rid of the heat coursing through my body. I felt like my head had been submerged underwater. My eyes where so out of focus, that I couldn't really make anything out in the room. It just continued to sway and blend all together, like one giant red and gold flaked blob. I groaned and shut my eyes, hoping that I could come to my senses if I just focused on what little coherent thought I had left. But as soon as my back touched, what I assumed was the comforter of the bed, my body was up in flames. My heart started t
I shut the door softly, hoping not to disturb Alliah. It took everything in me not to fall to her desires. With her lack of fabric covering her body and the creamy look of her skin was enough to make any man crave her. Her black hair spilled out over the pillows, her moans where torturous, and the way my name came out on her soft lips...she was driving me mad. Every inch of me was itching to shove myself deep inside her and satisfy her need for release. But I wasn't here to indulge myself in my future wife, I needed to grab those plans while she recoopererated. I cracked the window open and tossed the incense stick outside. Hopefully by the time I came back, the drug would wear off and we could slip outside the mansion. I just hoped that Michael and Seria where having better luck that we where. Thanks to my thick mask covering my face, the incense couldn't penet
My head whipped up from the desk and papers to stare at Uriah. He was hiding in the shadows of closet, a menacing and lurking shadow. I watched as he slowly emerged from the closet, a wide and evil smile on his face. I growled angrily and placed my hand on the hilt of my sword. He was becoming the over growing pain in my side. I know it was Nathanial who shot the arrow that ended up in Alliah's leg, but he was the main reason that she ended up hurt anyway. I almost lost her because of these two bastards, I won't let them soon forget. "Calm down, I am only here to talk. Believe it or not, you and I are on the same side." Uriah's smug look didn't disappear as he walked towards the desk. His hand reached inside his black cloak and pulled out a stack of papers. Dropping them nonchalantly on the desk, he pushed them towards me. He patted a finger on the pile of papers and pull
Once we had made it out of the brothel, I honestly can't remember much. Everything had gone by in such a tired daze. At one point on our way back to the Inn, I remember Nicklos wrapping me into his arms and hastily making his way through the City. The night air had bit into my skin and almost froze me to death before I was draped in a long and fur lined cloak. All I could think about, was how warm and comfortable Nicklos's arms where. I remember coming in and out of sleep as we made our way back to the Inn. At some point I could make out Seria and Michael's voices, along with another young male. They must have successfully saved Maxwell from the dungeon, which means we must have succeeded all around. This put my mind at ease, despite how useless I was through out the entire process. Instead of finding paperwork, I ended up becoming a wantonous woman who had practica