A.N Shekolih! So I'm back and I'm trying this out... This is ALL written up just needs to be typed. If I'm not feeling to lazy it should and WILL all be posted in the next month. It might only be one more chapter perhaps two... Depends on how impatient I get in between my free times...Might even be more up tonight ;) We'll see neh?
Song: Lovers in a Dangerous Time by Bruce Cockburn
...When you're lovers in a dangerous time...
...Sometimes you're made to feel as if your loves a crime...
...Nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight...
Prologue
Lovers in a Dangerous Time
It wasn't often that silence filled the mansion. The halls were usually littered with witches and wizards floating from room to room discussing important business. Servants and elves wandered about in the back halls fulfilling their daily duties. But none were present that morning.
There was not a sound to be heard. All the inhabitance of the mansion had left, sent to their masters newest estate. They left the mansion with all its furnishings covered in white linens. No light ventured past the drawn curtains. There was only one room left untouched.
A fire crackled in its fireplace. The soft glow lit the darkened room. It was a modest room with only a few simple furnishings. An older chair sat near the pit, books sprawled lazily on its cushions. A dresser decorated in the same manner lay against the opposite wall. An amour stood tall beside the hallway door. There was another door that led to a smaller bathroom, and another that led to the masters room. There was a rather plain double bed tucked in the furthest corner.
Entangled in the beds covers laid two figures. Their bodies were melded together. Anyone who gazed upon them would clearly see that they were lovers. The way the woman laid her head upon the mans chest, lulled to sleep by his heart beat. The way the man absently stroked her matted chestnut lockes. There was no denying that they felt something rather profound for one another.
The man stifled a low yawn as he gazed upon his lovers sleeping form. The way she just nuzzled closer to him made his lips twitch into a smirk. How he wished there could be another way, that there was another path he could choose to walk. Yet, there was no alternative. He was given his orders and there was no way he could betray his Lord.
Slowly he began to tangle his fingers through the young womans curls, savoring their texture. The feel of their light bounce between his finger tips. A sigh escaped his lips as he thought back to the first time he touched her hair. The circumstances had been gravely different then. He would still deny how he'd longed to touch her before the first time… The only contact he thought they would ever have was in his dreams. But the fates took pity on him and gave him his angel. Although she was broken, they gave her to him all the same…
A.N Very very short intro but don't worry there is much more to come my pets promise!