Hours later
The rustling of a page being turned filled the air, accompanied by the crackle of a roaring fire within the hearth of the library. Yellows, oranges, and reds danced within the confinement of brickwork giving off wave apon wave of delicious heat. If one were to look closely, small figures lit within the hearth could be seen intertwined in a sorrowful embrace. Located on the plush leather seating sat the young mistress of the manor home, lost within her own thoughts as she gazed longingly into the heart of the small fire and within the pages of the book that lay open in her lap.
With her banishment to the east wing of the castle, she had satisfied her curiosity in the form of exploration. Drifting from one stone room to another, until she had finally stumbled across her uncles laboratory.
The momentous structures that lined the far wall, had caused a small squeal of delight to escape from her lips. Large electrical coils seemed to gleam in the slowly fading light as she stepped further into the room. The scent of decay and burnt flesh doing nothing to deter her from her exploration, as a Frankenstein she had luckily developed a strong stomach much like her uncle and to the detriment of her other blood relatives. Death had never bothered her, in any of its forms, no, it had fascinated her to an enthralling degree. Making her way over to the table at the opposite end of the room, her gaze had lingered on the sketches of the being her uncle had been attempting to bring to life. It was at this point an amused filled and unladylike snort had left through her lips, her sapphire gaze having fallen apon the calculation her uncle had managed to come up with. Unsurprisingly, it was flawed, she knew it was yet she was unable to figure out exactly how. Turning back to the momentous structure, she had made her way closer. Drifting from one coil to the next, unaware of the beady little eyes of her uncles 'assistant' trailing her every move, most likely to report back to the count at the next opportune moment.
Coming to a rather abrupt stop, small hands removed a section of coil that had been fried during her uncles last attempt. Thick glittering curled bouncing in silent laughter as she shook her head, only to replace the section with sure and efficient movements much to the shock of her onlooker. With her task now complete, she'd made her way towards the large window opposite to the doors she had entered. Sapphire hues, clouded with thought gazed out towards the windmill in the distance. Abruptly and to the utter bewilderment of the interloper still watching the small females movements she had turned, only to retreat form the room to continue her own exploration of the remaining rooms she had yet to lay eyes on.
Once she had gotten settled in, Mason had all but given her free range to do as she pleased for the remained of the day until dinner before subsequently banishing her off towards the waiting library. There had been talk of her uncle meeting with a new backer for his most recent hair brained scheme, of creating artificial life. She'd found the concept fascinating, only to become more delighted at the prospect of helping her uncle achieve such a thing. Theoretically it was possible, if a strong enough electrical current could be found and maintained with in a fleshy container.
Sighing wistfully to herself she was unaware of the being now lurking within the doorway, her uncle's meeting had evidently been completed far sooner than anticipated. Currently she had become quite unobservant, mostly due to the lingering tireless that still clung to her bones. Glancing up she gave her onlooker a faint smile, closing the book lain out on her lap.
"Hello, Mason." With a soft murmur of his name she covered a yawn with her small hand. Giving her current companion a small smile after a few moments as her exhaustion finally managed to catch up to her.
Unable to fight her exhaustion any longer, the petite starlight haired female slowly slipped off to sleep. Much to the amusement of the butler, who had come to escort her off to dinner.
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Leaning against the doorway, he had watched in amusement as his small little mistress had fallen asleep before him giving him no time to reply to her soft greeting. Turning his attention moments later to the shadowed figure who stood behind him, he inclined his head towards the inside of the room.
"I would have introduced you, but it appears the lady of the manor has finally succumbed to sleep." A hint of amusement still lingered within the butlers tone, along with an underlying current of affection and relief. He had evidently been worried about the young woman, now placed in his more than capable hands.
Gleaming sapphire hues suddenly lit with mirth, as the stranger glanced into the room. His gaze immediately landing on the woman who lay asleep on the leather ottoman. The sudden feeling of contentment filling the air surrounding the two men. "Perhaps we'll have better luck on my next visit, Mason. No doubt all that traveling did her much good."
Turning the darkened form of a man could be seen retreating back towards the main hall of the castle. "Come, Mason. I believe it is time for my departure."
With the topic of his young mistress evidently concluded for now, the blond butler closed the doors to library gently so as not to awaken the woman who had found sanctuary inside. Only to follow after the castles guest as they retreated back the way they had come.
Minutes after the departure of the castle guest, the butler had returned to the library. Well oiled hinges moved without protest as the carved wooden doors were once again opened granting the lone male figure access to the room. Tranquility and peace had filled him, once the threshold had been crossed, causing him to pause for a moment longer to gaze down at the snow haired female that lay in slumber before him. For a moment, he allowed himself to linger within the silence that came with slumber before gracefully moving further into the room.
Retreating the book from her lap, he had placed it down gently on the low table on the opposite end of the ottoman, only to turn smoothing to the figure still at rest. Without much ceremony, he'd scooped the slumbering female up into his arms. Holding her close to his chest much like a protective father would his own child, the blond male made his way out of the room and towards his young mistresses.
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Hello~
I have decided to post the next chapter here, as I'm having a small amount of difficulty with the next chapter of Lovers Eternal. What can I say? I don't have wings so trying to describe the sensation of free flying has me almost pulling my hair out.
As always if you find any mistakes, let me know via PM so that I can fix them as soon as possible. I'm only human so I doubt I've found every mistake even after proof reading.
Feel free to review, as it lets me know that I'm actually doing a decent job when it comes to writing fanfiction.
Until next time,
-M
