His thumb trailed along her palm more as he responded to her denial of letting him come along, to which she nodded lightly as a way of saying thanks. A small smile crossed her features at his following line, offering his help regardless and she shook her head somewhat with a laugh. “If I change my mind, I’ll find you.” She amended, though she made no plans to change them at all. But as she asked for her palm reading, she listened to him, hearing and quietly feeling his voice rumble through with her back to him.
Her eyes closed as he spoke, speaking of love and easy to seek pleasure and quietly she wanted to laugh at the accuracy – yet all she amended was a small “Mhm.” In confirmation. But he continued, speaking of pain and pleasure being one of the same to which she understood – her happiest time before was her time constantly in danger. How hard she had loved the Prince that had branded her and beat her, and how it took so long for her to realize it wasn’t really love.
But he continued, the kindest she’d come across, one that didn’t want to put her back in chains or to make her suffer for something out of her control. If she hadn’t promised Deimos not to repeat her actions here that she did in that strange other world, she might have decided that she’d love Alistair just for that. But she wanted to try and remain as much of a blank page as possible – though Alistair continued to make it more difficult as he continued, his arm draping over her waist and placed a gentle kiss along her neck.
Shivers lightly danced over her shoulders and her head lowered a bit before he questioned her on the gods again, shaking her head and leaning back into him. “Well, the god didn’t really do anything to me. It was done to the man I was there with – We… I misinterpreted what they wanted, and he suffered for it. I want to try and summon them again to find out how I can fix it.” She finally said, turning her head to look at him. “I’d say it’s a good mix of equal parts foolishness and equal parts bravery.” She said with a wink. “Probably more foolish than anything, but I’ve been thinking about it for weeks now and I just can’t not do anything. It was my fault, anyway. I have to make it right.”
Sapphire gaze focused on him as she thought more about it. “They took his love for another away, for the misunderstanding, bound and gagged us while they did it.” She paused, contemplating what to say before her breath hitched a bit at the memory. “They appeared, beautiful and alluring. The most stunning person I’d ever seen, and it seemed like they wanted the man and I to, well, you know. I thought perhaps if we did it, it would grant us favor and we could get more questions answered.” She almost laughed sorrowfully. “I hadn’t even gotten my shirt off yet before we were bound and everything happened.” She added, eyeing him briefly with a somewhat nervous laugh. “I’d only known the man for half an hour before everything, and yet he was punished for my stupidity of falling back to my old ways on the run – using sex to get what I wanted out of it. So, I suppose foolish is a good way to put it.” She shrugged her shoulders, turning her head back toward the fire as the light danced in her darkened eyes. “I assume you can see why I’d rather not get too attached to you. You're so kind and generous and I can't imagine putting others through that terrible event.”
RexannA
just because you are soft,
doesn't mean you're not a force.
honey and wildfire are both the color gold.
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