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Chapter One:
"Corvo." The familiar low tone of the Empress made me open my eyes, "Corvo, come here."
I moved away from my position at the front doors of her chambers, flattening some locks of my hair neatly back into place as I walked through the doors. None of the guards would notice my disappearance, most of them would think the Empress sent me out on a mission once again. I shut the doors quietly behind me, noticing her shadow come from the balcony.
"You called, your majesty?" I called out loud enough for her to hear. The last thing I wanted was for the guards outside to hear our chatter, to be quick to spread rumors about a Royal Protector sleeping with his own Empress. The daughter of this most loved and hated queen possibly a bastard to the throne.
"I thought I asked you to sleep by your chambers for the night," The Empress turned around, her white night gown shaping her body lovingly in the light of the moon.
"Tensions are high beyond the castle walls," I answered her, averting my eyes from her body, "Likely a small spill to trickle in the dead of the night. I will not leave my post, I am sorry, Empress."
"No need to be sorry, Corvo," She chided me, "You are only doing your job. But I cannot help to feel some type of guilt for keeping you up all night and day."
"There is only guilt when I leave my post for my own desires, Empress. Please, do not worry about me." I reassured her, "I am fully trained for all situations, that is why I am here."
"I chose you," Empress Jessamine walked out of the moonlight and into the dark room where I stood in place, "Not because of your training. But because of your patience. I had little knowledge of your background, where you came from, who your parents were, yet there is something interesting about you. Your patience for time compels me."
"I must thank my queen for praising me so." I started to bow low but I felt her diligent, soft fingers rest against my chin. With a bit of pressure she forced me to rise back to my height, which was well above her head.
"There is no need to thank, my dearest Royal Protector," She moved her hand softly against my rugged face, stubble grew from the last of time I've had to attend to myself, "Please, accept my gift to you."
Soft, pink lips pressed against mine, tenderly awaiting response. I moved my head back, stepping away from her.
"Empress, you know as much as I do that this is against the law." I said, my voice stern and hiding my animalistic urges to hold her.
"Corvo, I am the law." Empress Jessamine Kaldwin, the queen to the Empire of Isles, the woman who was protected by an army of twelve thousand plus soldiers, the woman who conquered the nearing islands, the woman who...chose me.
There were a dozen more men fit for this position to protect her, to find her the answers I couldn't, help her most efficiently...to give her what she wanted. But she chose me, simply by tossing the papers of our exam results to the side and looking at each one of us in the eyes, declaring I was pure of heart and would protect her until the end of my days.
This time she tentatively pushed her fingers against my cheeks, seeming to love the feel of my over grown stubble, and kissing my lips once again. This time I returned the gesture, holding the curve of her jaw in my hand as I deepened the manner, the feel of her mouth opening for my own advantage. I pulled back hesitantly, deep black eyes held no control over her lust. Her fingers pushed the heavy militia coat from my shoulders, letting it sink to the ground, her fingers making quick work of the buttons on my shirt as well. With my chest exposed to the bitter cold from the sea I felt her heated fingers tickle my skin, her soft lips pulling back into a smile as she looked back up to watch my expression.
It must have been curiously embarrassing, her precious laugh rang through my ears as she slid her arms around my neck and pulled me into another kiss. This one was more feverish, her body heating up with undoubtedly animal emotions. Nails drove into my skin as I returned her passionate feeling. Her the back of her legs were against the bed frame, gently pushing her onto it I had both hands on either side of her. Leaning down I kissed her neck, biting into her skin rewarded me with low, heated moan. I ran a hand down her back, feeling for the zipper of her night grown I pulled it down, she arched herself into me as I got the dress off of her body.
"Corvo. Please." She whispered into my ear, her hands feeling up my chest and across the small of my back as I pushed myself out of the militant pants, the boots sliding off the bed side as I climbed further onto the feather soft bed.
"Anything for the Empress." I managed to say, a trained response once dull to ears now used as a string of words to arouse heated pleasure inside of the queen.
I kissed the soft indent in her flesh where her collarbones met, trailing my way back up to her lips. I pushed into her body, confident enough to know what I was doing, and felt her whole body shiver with an ache of pleasure. A high gasp gave forth from her throat, I bit into the soft nape of her neck and repeated myself. Pushing in faster now, I felt her hands pull roughly at my hair, nails leaving red marks on my back and moans filling the night air. She urged him inside further with her pants, chopped whispers as she tried to breathe through the euphoria. There was a tight feeling in his stomach, knowing it was too late to back out of anything now. I released myself, one last thrust forceful enough to make the queen cry out in pure passion, my own voice echoing hers with, of course, a deeper tone.
Breathing heavily I felt her hands creep up my red, deep scratched back, tangle into my hair and brought me back down to her.
"Corvo," She whispered, her voice suddenly choked and ragged, "Save Emily. Please."
Tearing away from her I saw her throat slit, blood leaking out onto the concrete floor. She was dressed in her formal garb, her white collar stained red. Empress Jessamine Kaldwin sputtered one last word before her eyes died.
"Outsider."
A black mist shot out from the floor, engulfing her body to ink black paste. I shouted out, diving into the growing pool of black ink. As soon as I hit the black pool my whole body jolted awake.
Someone rang their keys against my prison bars. I shook my head and looked at the guard who was leaving a small tray of food at the foot of my cell.
"You should really eat this one, Corvo," He said, his voice new to my ears, "Special friends made this one just for you."
With that he left me in my cell, a piece of bread as my dinner. Giving a deep breath I walked forward, out into the bright, artificial light just outside of my prison cell. It was Jessamine's body that put me in here.
"I am Corvo Attano, the Royal Protector of Empress Jessamine Kaldwin and Emily Kaldwin," I said to myself as I walked toward my dinner, "I was charged the murder of Empress Jessamine Kaldwin and the kidnapping of Emily Kaldwin.
"But I am innocent against these charges," I continued, "I am Corvo Attano, the Royal Protector of Empress Jessamine Kaldwin and Emily Kaldwin. I will not sign the confession paper to these charges. I am Corvo Attano. The only crimes that are against me is letting the Empress get killed and letting the murderers kidnap Emily Kaldwin.
"I am an innocent man and I am Corvo Attano."