Part II
Desire is often the downfall to a weak man and a woman's one true weapon
When the Moon Rises
Chapter 11: Weaver
Recap: Tara's now in the Prince's custody, last chapter you met new people, and read about the dinner. Starting now Tara was just woken up because of some disturbing images to find Dimitri at her door. Now let's begin:
-Ocean Room-
I sat in the bed, the sheet pulled up to my lap and staring dumbly at him.
"Lady?" he asked me. Murderer! My thoughts screamed to me. I swallowed and tried to take a breath, but my throat was blocked.
"Yes?" I whispered. Fear coiled in my stomach, cold and metallic.
"The prince needs to see you, I was wondering if now would be all right with you…" he said, raising an eyebrow at me. I knew why he was familiar. He just needed a navy blue double-breasted coat, a pair of black boots and the general pins at the collars and he'd be good to go.
"Yes. Now would be fine, just give me a second." I whispered, why was I agreeing? To get away possibly, to demand answers was more likely.
"No, now is better, I'll lend you this." He said, detaching the cloak from around his neck. I stood up on shaky legs and allowed him to drape it on my shoulders while I held on to the bedpost desperately. "There." He whispered tying the chords. I tired to smile but it probably made me look sick so I let it alone. I followed him down the hallway and then a network of corridors, stairs and thru doors until we were walking down a hallway I recognized very well. To the prince my ass. Was he going to finish the job now? Take me to the silent kitchens and kill me? I hugged the hallway and hesitated, my finger clenching uselessly at the fabric and my left wrist throbbing with protest. He stopped a head and cocked his head to the side, listing, his shoulders then heaved and he came back toward me and gently took my elbow and led me away. But then a gain, could I be mistaken? He was after all so nice to me… my head started to hurt and I wondered who I could trust and what the hell was going on in the damn castle. He led me down the cold stairs and the paused at the end, gently pushing me forward. I stumbled a bit in the darkness of the room and the stone made my bare feet ache. I stood still letting my eyes adjust to the dark kitchens.
"Did any one see you?" a man asked. My veins ran cold and my arm started to ache, seeming to know that the man that had given it that bruise was mere feet from it.
"No." Dimitri whispered. He didn't like this. It was obvious. He hated bringing me to see this monster in the guise of a man. Arms wrapped around my shoulders in a tight embrace and I was pulled again his chest. His hand stroked my hair and he was whispering.
"Tara. Oh Tara, how did they get you?" I wanted to run away, but my legs were frozen. I put my arms around his waist and hugged him back hesitantly, knowing what would happen if I didn't return his "affection". I stayed quiet and patiently waited for him to let me go. He did, holding me an arms length away and looking me over quickly. I was desperately trying to hide my bandage from him, but I was too slow. He grabbed at my hurt arm, making me hiss in pain.
"Torin." Dimitri said, his voice warning.
"Shut up." He hissed back. His eyes focused on me. "Who hurt you?" he demanded. I found myself not wanting to be the good girl, to get away from this man and his volatile rage. I wouldn't lie.
"You." I whispered. He let me go, his face a mask of shock, pain, and malicious glee. I turned on my heel and ran out of the kitchen, up the stairs trying not to trip on my nightgown and down the halls until I stopped, leaning on a wall, completely lost and totally out of breath. I sank down the wall to sitting position and pulled my knees to my chest, feeling tears that were so unlike me slipping out of my eyes. I didn't understand it. Nothing, My fiancée, my now ex-fiancée, was the bad guy, my current fiancée was now the good guy and the man who commissioned my parent killed sixteen years ago was still the same age. What the hell was going on? I felt someone sit next to me. I turned my face away from them and they said nothing for a while.
"I'm sorry." He whispered. I turned to face Dimitri. I wanted to wrapped my hands around his throat and press my fingers in until his choked to death, and I attempted to banish the thought, knowing that I'd never be able to go through with it.
"Its fine." I whispered, wanting him to just take me back to my bed where I could sleep.
"No its not, I should have know better than to take you to see him." He said getting up and offering me his hand. I took it and stood up, brushing off my dress. He tucked my arm through his and moved me down a hallway.
"I don't know why I did it, I don't even owe the bastard any favors. Damn…" he said. I said nothing, just walking. "Lady?" he asked me.
"Just get me back to my room, please." I whispered. He nodded his head and we turned a corner.
"Are you alright? Really?" he asked me again. I looked up at him. It was so ironic.
"Do you care?" I asked him. He stopped looking at me shocked.
"Why would you infer such a thing?" he asked me, a hand over his heart and a smiled playing at the corner of his mouth. I frowned.
"Are you a general? Of the Prince's army?" I asked him, stopping and looking up.
"Yes." He whispered not looking at me. Before I knew it my hand was back and I slapped him across the face, a resounding sound that was sharp and left a red mark on his cheek. He stood still looking at me shocked. His fingers moved to his cheek and he gently brushed the welt.
"What the hell?" he whispered, green eyes wide and looking at me.
"Murdering bastard." I spat moving away.
"Do you know where you are going?" he called to me. I stood still. No I didn't know where I was going, very intelligent thinking on my part.
"No." I told him. What was going on? Everything was messed up! So, so messed up. I was beside me then, not looking angry, just mildly amused. Again I thought a bout choking him to death. He motioned me to follow him. I did but a couple steps behind him, and he kept looking over his shoulder at me. He stopped outside a door in a hallway I recognized and I moved past him to get in. his hand on my shoulder stopped me. I turned around to face him more murderous thoughts invading my mind. Hi other hand was on my shoulder and he was pushing me into the wall.
"For the record. I saved your life." He whispered. I grimaced. "And I had no idea who it was I ordered killed, nor did I participate or watch the killing, the asshole who gave me orders lied. He was in a conspiracy and I thought the order came from the pr-king, but it was someone else. They intercepted a letter form him telling me to make sure you and your parents got out safely, they changed it. If it makes it any better I killed the asshole that did it. And we have your throne secure for you, after your marriage to the prince, just because it will keep our two countries from fighting." I started at him dumbstruck. There was a conspiracy? I had my throne still? He knew who the hell I was?
"You're not going to tell who I am…are you?" I whispered. He smiled kindly.
"No."
"Does…" I stopped and swallowed then spat it out "Does Ceneth know?" I asked he smiled again.
"No." he whispered.
"Oh Thank Gods!" I said with a sigh and then tried to move away from him. Did it help what he had told me? Yes, maybe it would help me figure out was going on. I still didn't trust him. But that was so long ago and I wanted to trust him so much… my thoughts were cut off by the gentle pressure of his lips on mine. I instantly went still under him and he pulled away raising an eyebrow at me.
"What the hell are you doing?" I hissed. He shrugged and then kissed me again, the same pressure and the same amount of time. And oddly enough I liked it. It unleashed a pleasant swirl of emotions that made my blood run hot and wild and I didn't sit there and analyze them, I responded. He was so gentle. How long had it been since someone had touched me so gently? I didn't know what I was doing, my hand searching blindly for the doorknob and then pulling him in my room with me, or did he come in of his own accord? Moving backwards to the bed, my fingers blindly searching for his shirt buttons and then another gentle kiss. My fingers felt clumsy and heavy with the heat of my blood it was coursing through my veins fast and my heart thumped loudly. I feel back on to the softness of my bed, pulling Dimitri with me. And then sweet dawn shrouded us from all of the waking life in the castle.
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I woke once again, but this time to the sound of curtains being drawn open. I groaned as light pierced my closed eyes and rolled onto my stomach, covering my head with my pillow. Footsteps moved away and a door shut. I groaned again and sat up, stretching my back, arms above my head and looking out the window. The cliff was a bright reddish color, but brown in a way and thinking about all the clichés I had covered since the beginning of well…all of it… made me giggle because I had just participated in a not so cliché- cliché. If that made any sense. I looked to my left, startled to see that Dimitri was still there, sleeping peacefully. I grimaced looking away from him and feeling sick with myself. Since when I had indulged in pleasure, spur of the moment too. And how did I not even consider who I was… I didn't finish the thought, but that didn't stop them from coming. How had he convinced me to trust him again? Why did I let him convince me? I sunk back down into the mattress, sighing heavily. Just my luck, I wake up before him. I glanced around the room, waiting for Eva to burst in, scream and scold me because I was engaged and hen to run Dimitri off a cliff for corrupting me, but she didn't come in. I pulled anxiously at my hair. This was so much more trouble than it was worth! He rolled over next to me, his bare chest exposed, and I shuddered, looking away and feeling heat in my cheeks. Oh how I hated this! Being such an emotional wreck and reduced to tears. Another thought came barreling at me, one so much worse than the others before it. Maybe this was a good thing, now I had an ally, the prince's best friend, and who says that I couldn't manipulate him to do as I wish…? I stumbled out of the bed, running to the bathroom, fearing that what ever was left in my stomach from dinner would come up, but it didn't. I sat on the cold tiled floor for a while, thinking everything over. It was simply adaptation, with a few perks. But I didn't want to turn into one of these petty courtiers. My head was throbbing and I just wanted to get somewhere warm. I stood up and moved back to my bed on shaky legs, I sat down heavily and pulled he blankets to my lap. Manipulation, sex, what was next? Excessive drinking? No. I knew what was next. Getting as close as possible to the people that were closest to the prince and then, figure out how to get out of here. As they say, keep your friends close and your enemies closer. There were footsteps in the hallway and then voices. I fell back onto the pillow, trying to make my breathing deeper. I turned to my side and pulled the covers up to my shoulders and waited. My door opened and someone walked in. there foot steps stopped for a second and then they were coming toward me.
"Lady, your presence is needed." Eva whispered, smiling kindly. I flicked a glance over my shoulder at Dimitri, he had stirred again, but was still sleeping, I hope.
"Yes." Was all I said and let her lead me into the bathroom were she drew a bath for me. By the time I was out of the bath and in a blue dress with a low cut neckline and no corset it was time for breakfast and my stomach kept growling. I walked carefully out into my bedroom, the heels on the shoes setting me off balance. No one but Eva and me were there. I breathed a sigh of relief and followed her down hallways in a different rout than before. We ended up out side, standing on a pavilion that was covered with marble and had a cloth tent almost over it shading the seated people form the sun. The table was a lot smaller than the one last night and there were three places set. I sight and sat down where Eva directed me to and stared out across the lush gardens and to a large hedge that looked like it started a maze the hedges where over groan and looked like there were black flowers growing out of it. So why was no one keeping it in check? I moved my gaze away form there to the closer gardens that were composed of thousands of different types of flowers and then finally to the vase in the middle of the table. It was a downward tapering vase of purple glass with a silver bow tied around it. There were butterflies taking up residence on a couple of bright red flowers and there were some lilies attracting bees. Over all it was far too nice for this castle. Someone sat down next to me, on my left and I automatically went stiff, waiting for them to speak.
"Lady." A male voice said and it turned slowly to meet Dimitri's green eyes. I swallowed and nodded my head toward him. "What, will you not talk to me?" he asked. I tired to make something coherent, but my mind and throat refused to. "Speechless?" he asked, eyes bright and mocking.
"No." I said. "I am simply trying to piece together an apology, my actions were far from appropriate and I shall not participate in any other such actions with ever again, sir." I told, him keeping eye contact. He smiled a bit hesitantly and looked over my shoulder.
"Finally! He arrives!" Dimitri said with a laugh. Someone sat to my right and I glance out of the corner of my eye to see who. The air seeped out of my lungs and my heart stopped. Now how was I going to handle both of these two? The Prince smiled at Dimitri.
"You didn't have to wait on my account." He said in his muted voice. I turned to look down at my fork while they exchanged greetings.
"Ah, but you always say that, and whenever we go ahead like you say you get angry."
"I didn't really understand that, but if you say." The Prince replied. I said nothing, listening to the birds and hoping he wouldn't find it worth while to even engage me in conversation, I was wrong.
"Lila." He said, hand over mine. I looked up at his blue eyes.
"Yes, my lord?" I asked him. He smirked a bit.
"How was your first night in the castle?" he didn't seemed that interested, his eyes moved over my face and I knew that I couldn't lie about this one.
"Very eventful and interesting." I said. Not a total lie. I looked out of the corner of my eye to see Dimitri smirking slightly. He took his hand away form mine and smiled.
"I'm very glad to here that." He said. I nodded my head, knowing how extraneous this would be. I had never had a civilized conversation with him, sure a few fake pleasantries, but then someone would interrupt. I wondered idly if he wanted to kill me as much as I wanted to kill him? I tried to think of something neutral, just to keep a conversation going, especially if I did have to… I refused to put into words what I knew was key to my physical and social survival in this damned place.
"And your night?" I asked him. He raised an eyebrow, curious as to why I was even bothering.
"Very…interesting and eventful." He said with a smirk. I blushed and looked down at my hand in my lap remembering that scene I had been privy too and how it made me feel. Oh I hated this dress. A plate was set in front of me and I looked it over. It was incredibly simple. A piece of bread with some butter and some fruit and then tea was placed in front of me. I picked up my fork and took a small taste of the assorted fruit.
"Ceneth, you still owe me a match." Dimitri said from my left.
"Yes, I suppose I do. What was the bet this time?" I listened, looking back and forth between each man.
"Hmm… I haven't the faintest idea. Lady and good bet ideas?"
"Oh…I don't… Well… looser has to declare undying love for…" I trailed off; not having the faintest idea of what would offensive. The men looked up at each other, grinning widely.
"Marchess" they both said at the same time. I felt more then a little stung at the obvious disdain for my birth land.
"Yes, that sound good." I said, taking another bite of the fruit.
"And of course, you'll be the judge." The Prince said, smiling almost fondly at me, I fought the urge to gag.
"Yes. So…what exactly is this match?" I asked them. The prince's eyebrows rose up in surprise.
"You don't know?" he asked me. I shook my head.
"Fencing." Dimitri said, and then he smiled brightly. "Well…almost. I think two others from the court are actually going at it soon, maybe Lady should go watch and get the rules front hem." The Prince smiled.
"That sounds like a good idea, after all it is boring to hear if you aren't watching or doing." He said. I laughed a bit.
"Alright, I'll do exactly that." I told them.
"You know where it is?" He asked me. I looked at him and raised an eyebrow.
"What do you think?" he laughed.
"Alright I'll take you and Dimitri can go warn every one else." I nodded my head and finished up my breakfast listening to the two of them telling about past matches they had and how they had almost taken off someone's head or other such things and about a couple of freak accidents they had. All in all, I found my self enjoying it- all of it, the animated conversation, the laughing, the closeness it felt like we shared, but any thoughts of that were quickly shattered by the reality of my situation and what I had done during the light veil of dawn.
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When breakfast was done all three of us stood up and I looped my arm thru the Prince's like a perfect fiancée and gave Dimitri the best, I-hate-you-so-much-that-it-isn't-funny look I could. I could tell he was smarting from my snubs and the fact that I seemed to so openly adore my fiancée. What a bunch of crap. The mere thought mad me want to throw up. The prince led me off the patio and when we reached the door I turned slightly and blew Dimitri a mocking kiss. He glared at me and turned on his heel, moving off in a different direction. I silently moved beside him, hoping to god that he'd take hallways or a route that no one would be in, I was wrong, he took us through the most crowed places, always smiling and drawing me closer to him, and I dodged the glares and the calculating looks I was shot.
"It's not that hard of a game to understand." He said suddenly as we moved toward the door way of the great hall as he called it. "Really the objective is to get your opponent into a position where you could kill them." He paused and I finally got what he was talking about, the game I was to judge.
"Alright, and an example of a position?" I asked him.
"Sword to the throat, jugular, heart and thrusting up as if the go thru the ribs."
"Alright, and what can you not do?" I asked him.
"You can deliberately hurt your opponent, and-"
"Wait, hurt? I thought this was fencing." I said, cutting him off. He sighed heavily and looked down at me as if I were an ignorant child.
"It is fencing, but it isn't. We don't have any protection, no helmets, no padding, absolutely nothing, just the clothing on your back. Also, we don't use foils, we use our actual swords. So when I say deliberately hurting I mean that if you and I were having a match I couldn't maim or something because you said my cooking was bad or anything alike."
"Okay, so if it is a malicious maneuver, it's out?"
"Yes."
"So if you get fouled what happens?" I asked him, we were on massive stone steps now and I was watching were I was going, seeing as I was still tottering in the heels.
"Well that is up to the judge to decide, ask the boys a good way to solve it."
"The boys?"
"The two nobles you are about to watch so you an understand a bit of the sword play." He said with a laugh.
"Oh, I knew that." I said, looking out across the front lawn, my cheeks hot and probably fire red.
"Sure. Also no hitting above the neck. I think that one id pretty self-explanatory. That is just about it. Oh, I almost forgot, there is a circle on the ground, neither fighter is allowed outside of the circle or they loose, so watch for that, Dimitri has been known to cheat that rule." He said with a small laugh. I nodded my head and focused on getting up the steps we were now going up in one piece. I could hear clashing metal close by. When we mounted the steps we were one a low balcony, we moved over to the railing and I looked out across the field, seeing two men fighting close by. I couldn't restrain a gas and I quickly looked away from them. He said nothing about them being shirtless. He laughed beside me.
"That is Jax and Tobin, I'll leave you to decide who is who." He said quietly I nodded my head.
"Thank you for the quick running of the rules." He nodded his head and looked over my shoulder and then at me. He smiled softly and unlike most of the times he smiled this one softened his feature and made his eyes sparkle with something other than hatred or cold indifference.
"I know you hate me and probably want to strangle me, or watch me die slowly…" he trailed off, looking at the sky and searching for words. I stayed stone still, were my intentions really that obvious. Damn…and here I thought I was being stealthy. "But really, was life in the village all that good? Especially with that bastard? Tara, can you look me in the eye and tell me you were happy, that you loved your life there?" he shook his head and I got the feeling that he cared, that or he was trying to persuade me of something. I didn't say anything, still a bit shock over the fact that he had used my birth name. I looked up at him and tried to maintain eye contact.
"I honestly can't tell you the answer to that, Ceneth. It is hard to know because I was perfectly happy with Torin and after that day you came? Things went down hill. I don't know if he would have acted like he is now if you had never come along." He said nothing, just looking over my head again. He sighed and then gently kissed my forehead.
"He would have, eventually he would have started his damn cycle of abuse, believe me when I say that." He whispered and then turned on his heel, leaving me confused and wondering just how many different personalities my jailor had.
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Eventually I turned back to watch the two men fighting, leaning against the railing and feeling as if my breasts were going to fall out of the dress. Damn Eva and her persuasion. I looked at the sky and had to guess that it was an hour away from noon and then looked back down at the men. One was younger, tall and lean, his muscle moving like water under his honey colored skin, flexing and contracting with ease. His hair was a wild tangle of black curls and he was laughing at his opponent, taunting him with a bright white smile. My eye flicked to the older man who was starting to tire of the younger ones games. He seemed like he used to be better looking, back when he was a couple of years younger, his skin was lined with sun damage and his brown hair showing some silver, but he held the sword expertly and almost had his younger opponent when the boy messed up, tripping on his feet, but he quickly came back with a thrust and parry. The older man grunted with exertion and parried the younger's next move. He then cut right with his sword, aiming up for the ribs. The younger man spun away laughing. The older man groaned and shook his head and then took up his sword, muscles flexing, he held it carefully in a defensive positions and then the younger thrust right quickly, forcing the elder to expose his left side the younger quickly moved the blade angle upward and brought it the side and downwards and as the elder man moved to parry it the younger flicked his blade to his left hand and leveled it at the other throat. It was incredible, their dance and then it was suddenly ended and they were standing there breathing heavily, the younger's blade at the elder's throat. The man in the loosing position dropped his sword dandy held up his hands.
"You got me Jax." He panted. The other man withdrew the sword and shrugged.
"I guess. I think that I would have liked to match up against you ten years ago though Tobin, that would be interesting." The younger, Jax said, with another brilliantly white smile. He turned to me, and I noticed his deep brown eye framed by a halo of thick lashes.
"Did you enjoy it lady?" he asked me. I smiled a bit at him, leaning over the railing more and watched silently as his eyes moved to my exposed cleavage.
"Yes, it was incredibly entertaining." I said as quietly as I could. I study him. He'd like a challenge. I sat on the railing and fiddled with my dress, looking over across them.
"What brings the Lady out here to watch us?" he asked me. I smiled a bit, and looked down at him, trying to convince myself that I was doing what was necessary, adapting.
"Well, I am supposed to be studying the art of it, the sword play. Ceneth and Dimitri are having a match later and I was to judge it." I said with a sigh. He smiled at me.
"And did the lady learn well enough?" he asked me. I wondered who his connections in court were judging by the way he said my fake title, twisting back on itself until it mocked the everything it named and I grimaced.
"Oh yes, quiet well. Lord Tobin and you are probably the best match I've seen." The only match id seen, but he didn't need to know that.
"Yes, well you haven't seen Dimitri and the Prince go at it yet." Tobin grumbled.
"Oh, I guess so." I said as airily as I could manage. "So, just because, what ranking are you two? I mean I'm new and all and I must know who's who." I said with a smiled. Tobin bowed a bit.
"Just a noble, Lady." He murmured, eyes flicking to Jax who was busy looking over every inch of my exposed skin and clothed body. I flipped my hair over my shoulder, blocking his view. He looked up at me, and then bowed, muscle moving fluidly and I couldn't help but notice that he had a certain sex appeal. Odd how I even knew what that was, but then again I found myself knowing a lot of odd things that I didn't remember learning. Tobin was moving form foot to foot anxious beside Jax, flicking glances over his shoulder and then some at him, that was a bit odd.
"A noble- the prince's second cousin, by marriage." He flashed me that dazzling smile, his teeth white against his honey skin. Tobin shifted uncomfortably next to him.
"Miss? Might I have a word with young Jax?" he asked me. I nodded my head and smiled, looking down at my fingers and pretending to study the cuticle while humming a loudly, but I could still here what they were saying.
"What the hell you doing?" hissed Tobin, slapping Jax across his head. He grinned and brushed his fingers across the spot.
"Nothing, it's just some harmless fun, gods know she needs it." He replied I could hear his smile.
"You idiot! That is the Prince's fiancée! And Torin's previous one, do your really want to get into all that?" Tobin whispered. It sparked my interest a little. There was something going on and I had to get to the bottom. I had basic knowledge form the books I read and also my judgment of people. Jax would be a fun game.
"Dimitri said that it was fine." He whispered.
"You asshole! Torin is higher up on the food chain than that little weakling." There was a stony and frigid silence between the two when Jax said lowly and dangerously-
"You have no idea how low Torin is. They let him think he is higher because it amuses them."
"I-I…just don't screw up." Tobin finished. I hummed a different song, thinking. Interesting information as gleaned between those two. But I had to focus on the game at hand. I smiled as best I could and Jax returned it enthusiastically and Tobin half heartedly.
"Everything okay?" I asked sweetly, leaning back on the rail feeling my breasts move together uncomfortably again. Jax's eyes moved to my exposed cleavage and then back to my face the warm brown depths dark. I knew vaguely what he was feeling, it was the same thing I had felt this morning and would no doubt be feeling later.
"Just fine. Lady Would you care to join me for lunch?" he asked with another of his mocking bows, his muscles flowing effortlessly under his honey skin. I grinned.
"Pleasure." I whispered demurely and bit my lip, looking over my shoulder. "But Ceneth and Dimitri were supposed to have a match and I was supposed to judge it…I don't know where they have gone though."
"It's alright Lady when ever those two fight it is always after lunch and two hours before sunset, we have time." I smiled at him.
"Of you say so." He nodded his head and flashed me another brilliant smile. Tobin walked away grumbling something.
"Yes, would you care to wait for a few moments?" he asked me. I nodded my head and waved him away. He smiled again and then loped off. I looked out across the filed and then beyond to the forest and I felt someone settle beside me.
"What game are you playing?" he asked me. And of course it would be him.
"I don't know what you mean." I said turning to look at him. His hair was wild, mussed like he had just woken up and I wondered what he had been doing while I had been learning. He smiled softly and the looked at me.
"You think I'm stupid? What game are you playing with the courtiers?" he asked me. I crossed my arms and turned my back on him.
"I'm offended that you even think I'm doing something." I sniffed a bit. I guess I would have made a good actress if I put my all into it… "I'm here against my will and you are saying that I'm playing a game? Do you even know how much it hurts to know you like that little skank more than me?" his hand was hard don my shoulder and he spun me around, his other hand coming up to grip my other shoulder. He smiled a bit, but it was one of those menacing ones,
"Do not even try that one. Alright? I deal with it enough. Now tell me what game you are playing."
"I'm trying to figure out what it going on in this damn place." I hissed. "Your General is the same age he was sixteen years ago, and all of these courtier are talking behind our backs. Oh yes and Torin is here." He raised and eyebrow and shrugged. "My previous fiancée?" I asked him. He jaw tightened and his grip did too.
"You aren't to see him." He whispered.
"You think I don't know that?" I spat. "I accidentally got led into it this morning." His eyes flicked over me carefully.
"What else did you get into this morning?" he said quietly.
"What do you suddenly care what I do? Do I stalk you asking about every time you've had sex with that whore?" I asked him. He flinched away.
"That isn't any of your business." I looked at him squarely and smiled sweetly, hearing someone approaching where we were standing.
"Actually dearest, it kind of is. And if you are planning on forcing me into holy matrimony, you get rid of her, now. As in next time I get even a hint of her being around you and being in it for sex, I will do it personally. Got it?" I asked him. He smiled.
"What could you possibly do?"
"You seem afraid of me. What makes you think I won't do something?"
"Are you jealous?"
"No, I just want you and your little charade to go on alright, and if someone is being planed behind our backs I can guarantee it that she's important." He rose and eyebrow and sighed.
"Fine. I'll get rid of her." He said. I nodded my head. "Oh and one more thing."
"What?"
"You are my fiancée," his hand dropped to my hip and gently cupped my lower back and his other hand moved to cup the back of my head. "So if you do anything with Jax, it is treason and he will be killed." He whispered.
"Jealous?" I asked him. He smiled and pressed his lips to mine. I refused to do anything.
"Only a little." He whispered and let me go, moving off the balcony to the door where he stopped and turned around.
"By the way, you need to be there to judge at four, alright honey?" I shivered at the pet name and nodded my head yes. He laughed a bit and moved off. Jax then came in, looking a bit fresher and in possession of a shirt. He smiled at me.
"Everything alright Lady?" he asked me. I shudder at my other pet name.
"Please, don't call me that, call me Tara. Just Tara." I said. He nodded and took my arm through his and led me through the halls until we were outside the kitchen where he picked up a basket and then he was taking me thru the garden and to that maze that I saw not to long ago. I had two separate thoughts, both shocking and both relating to the Prince. The first was that I called him by his birth name, and it didn't bother me as much as it used to. And then the second and most disturbing thought. I was jealous of that little skank; I was practically green with envy…
A/N: yes, there are tons of spelling and grammar mistakes, stuff is not clear, and im sorry, please do not point it out to me! I feel bad enough as it is: so heres how it happens, on my b-day my computer gets a virus. So yup. That's where I was, im sorry that this took so long, really and I will attempt to update real soon! I promise! And one last thing- I will eventually get back to this chapter to clear up some things. But for now if anything is UNCLEAR then I'll do my best to explaine without giving away my plt. Sorry!!!!