A challenge fic/exchange for Anysia, in exchange for a Xianghua/Kilik smut fic! Yayness! Cass/Raph, through the perspective of Amy.
Amy's POV
I don't like it. I do like Cassandra. But still, I don't like the situation. She gets all the attention from Daddy. I barely get any anymore.
"Hey, Amy! How are you doing?" Cassandra asked me. I looked at her. She smiled at me brightly, yet her eyes faltered; showing that she was, indeed, in sorrow.
"Fine." I replied. I didn't want to talk to her, but Daddy told me to. I should always follow Daddy.
I turned my gaze to the floor.
"Well, that's good." Cassandra replied. I looked at her. She was wearing a velvety scarlet dress, with black lace. Her hair was up in its usual black bow. She looked out the window, to the night sky.
"Hey, can you keep a secret?" Cassandra asked. She looked back at me.
I nodded.
"I miss my sister, Amy. And my nephew, and my niece, and my brother-in-law. I miss my home." Cassandra replied.
"What keeps you here?" I asked her. I knew what she would tell me. Because your Daddy's keeping me held here, I can't do anything.
Her answer surprised me.
"Because… Raphael… I can't think of it clearly. Somehow, I'm drawn to him, you know?" Cassandra replied, smiling at me once more. "He's one of a kind…"
I looked at her.
"Really?" I asked. She nodded as she turned her gaze back to the window.
I know things will never go back to the same.
The next day…
I woke up, and dressed in the dress that Daddy gave me before Cassandra arrived. It was black, with pretty laces and ribbons and everything. I love Daddy. He makes me feel like a princess.
I walked around the castle, with nothing really particular to do.
The I passed upon the room that Daddy slept in. I heard this peculiar sounds. While they are a bit odd, they are familiar to me.
There were sounds grownups make when they "make love". I wonder what "making love" is. Daddy never told me, when I asked him about it, the first time he and Cassandra made love.
He never, ever told me. He just told me, that little ladies like myself should know better, and should never, ever, know what making love is. Daddy is puzzling.
Anyway, I hear those sounds again. There are the soft ones Cassandra makes. Sometimes the sounds she makes are suddenly upbeat, and flaring. Then there are the sounds Daddy make. Grunts, and groans and all sorts. I felt odd.
I passed quickly, making my feet light so they couldn't hear me. I can't make Daddy angry. I should never make Daddy angry. If he were angry, then he would hate me.
Later that night…
I was sitting at my bed. After sometime, the sounds of their 'love making' was gone. I shuddered a little. I don't know why.
Suddenly, the door opened. Their stood Daddy. He was wearing his night things and was looking a bit disheveled.
"Good evening, Amy! I'm here to tuck you in." he said. I nodded and layed down as he covered my body with my blanket.
"Daddy, you love me, right?" I asked him..
"Of course I do, Amy." he replied. "You saved my life."
"But is that the only reason?" I asked . He shook his head, and without another word and a goodnight kiss on the cheek, he left.
I think it's actually nice to have Cassandra staying here. She's changed Daddy; in a good way. I owe a lot to her.
I know, I know… it's very, very short. But I plan on making this a three-chapter fic for Anysia. All of it in Amy's eyes! In the next chapter, I plan on putting in more Cass/Raph, as I feel I didn't put enough in this chapter. Thanks for reading!