The fields of Albion were barren and arid. Deprived of any nutrition or aliment. The creatures of the fields were all dead now, turned to ash or left hollowed carcasses. But one still roamed the fields. The one who had caused the destruction of the once lively fields. This particular creature was smarter than the once common ones found in the fields. This creature was deceptive and full of trickery. It's sol purpose was to cause the death of others. The reason for why it does this, is unknown. The creature may do it for entertainment, for amusement, or perhaps, maybe it could not control the power it had. Perhaps the poor creature was forever with the powers it had. Perhaps it felt undying loneliness and emptiness. But perhaps not. The creature trudged through the ash filled ground. It slowly ran its fingers over a lowly plant turning its browning leaves to black ash. The creature was-

Ebony gasped opening her eyes. She quickly sat up confused about the dream she had just had. Reaver turned toward Ebony, "Be still, my minx. Did you stumble into slumber?"

Ebony turned her head to Reaver, "Sorry, I was just dreaming."

"Of me no doubt." Reaver smirked chin up.

Ebony scoffed, "If it was of you, It'd be a nightmare."

"Oh your wounds hurt me, my minx!" Reaver dramatically put his hand over his heart. "Would you like to share your dream with me?"

"I'd rather not. It is of no importance." Ebony smirked slightly quoting Reaver.

Reaver raised a brow as his sly smirk crept onto his lips, "Fair enough, my minx. I'll respect your wishes of privacy. But answer me this, was it of me?" He toyed.

Ebony rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to dancing flames. A comfortable silence engulfed them for, what seemed like hours. Ebony sighed relaxed as she leaned back against the white cushion.

"How is that...creature you adore ever so much?" Reaver questioned breaking the silence.

"His name is Charles, and he is quite well, away from those nasty beasts you call...entertainment."

"How rude! My balverines are not nasty! They are brutish! And how can you resist those cute noses they have?" Reaver defended.

Ebony shook her head, "It must be a very very strong acquired taste."

"No no, it's not an acquired taste, but a cultured fondness. I suppose only the most cultured of folks appreciate wonderful entertainment that are the balverines! Compared to your creature my balverines are superior." Reaver exclaimed dramatically.

"You have your views and I have mine. And Charles is a lovely pet! He's soft and warm, oh and won't swallow me whole!"

"Fine fine! Believe what you wish! Have you ever had a more cultured pet?" Reaver questioned.

"I had a dog when I was little."

"Off! That's not very cultured, but it is to be expected. What happened to your dog?" Reaver questioned leaning on his wrist.

"Well, he wasn't my dog really. He just wandered into our gardens and wouldn't leave me alone so...I kept him for a month or so. But eventually his true guardians came to retrieve him." Ebony explained.

"Awhh, such a sad story my minx." Reaver commented.

"Well, one gets over it after sometime..." Ebony yawned.

''Sleepy, my minx?" Reaver asked slyly.

Ebony was feeling drained after her talk with Reaver and wanted to feel the warm velvet sheets upon her skin. "Yes, very actually. I'll take my leave then." Ebony slowly got up from the smooth cushions. "Goodnight Reaver."

"Will you be needing an escort, I would hate for you to get lost...again." Reaver chuckled.

Ebony glared slightly, "No, I remember where my chambers are."

"I was simply asking, my minx. No need for such looks." He rose his hands in defense.

Ebony sighed shaking her head slightly before walking to the doorway. She stopped for a moment and turned her head back to look at Reaver. He still sat on the lounge, his back to her. She shook her head once more before returning to her chambers encountering a dreamless night.

Ebony groaned slightly feeling a nudge on her shoulder. She turned on her side trying to avoid the intruder of her sleep, but the intrusion did not cease. Ebony furrowed her brow and groaned pulling the sheets further up, but still the intrusion continued. "Priscilla...!" Ebony mumbled. Nudge. Ebony groaned louder, her annoyance growing. "Priscilla stop...!" Nudge. Ebony opens her eyes but gasps when she sees Reaver playfully smirking down at her.

"Good morning to you too, my minx."

"EEK!" Ebony yelps pulling the covers full over her body, "W-What are you doing here!"

"Just arriving to retrieve my minx, but I find you sleeping. Did you know you tend to talk in your sleep?" Reaver simpered.

Ebony felt the blood rush to her face in a scurry, "Y-Yes! I mean-! You were watching me!"

"Just for a little while. I just couldn't help myself with your cute mumbles and all."

Ebony looked at him with question. What if he had touched her? Did he touch her? Ebony felt her heart race in panic. She would be completely defenseless in her sleep, he could anything...

"Oh don't throw me that look, my minx. I would never do such thing!" Reaver said knowing what she was thinking. "Unless you wished me to." Reaver finished smirking.

Ebony glared not finding his comment amusing, but rather utterly repulsive.

"Oh I was merely poking fun, no need for that look of repugnance. But anyway, onto the matter I wanted to speak with you of."

"Couldn't that have waited until after noon?" Ebony complained.

"Oh but my dear minx, it well into the noon." Reaver said leaning on his cane.

Ebony expression was filled with light shock, "Truly?"

"Why yes! You've been in slumber for quite sometime, I instructed your maid not to wake you. Perhaps I should have..." Reaver muttered to himself, "Anyway I would be at the utmost delight if you were to accompany me on a walk."

Ebony is strongly taken back by Reaver's proposal. He wanted to go on a walk...with her? Ebony narrowed her eyes slightly trying to see past his smirking demeanor, but she could see nothing but that smirk burning into her emerald eyes. Was this some sort of trick? Was he planning on doing something to her?

"You seem to be throwing many looks lately, and not the ones I adore. Is it so hard to comprehend that I wish to walk with you?"

Ebony burned to answer yes, but remained in silence still trying to decode him. She tried her best to read past his eyes, but she did not have the benefit of that ability.

"I will wait for you at the front door, dress appropriately it is rather warm out." Reaver smirked before strutting out of her room before Ebony could rebuttal.

She sighs deeply getting up from her most comfortable bed. She stretched her arms over her head, eliminating the stiff feeling in them. Ebony chose a sensible gold dress from her wardrobe. She turned towards the window only to avert her eyes away from the sun's bright rays. She decided to retrieve her parasol that rested on the back of her wardrobe. She stripped of her nightgown and slowly slipped on her thin gold dress. She didn't require help for this particular dress so she had not waited for Priscilla. She gently stroked her dark hair not wanting it to tangle. She stared at her reflection. She recalled her last reflection at her old home. How empty she looked, but now...Ebony did not look empty, but the look of longing. She longed to know more about the life she was getting into, but many things prevented her from venturing too far into her curiosity. She shrugged off the feeling quickly, not wanting to linger.

"Ahh! There's my minx, and looking rather ravishing, if I do say so myself." Reaver complimented cane in hand. Ebony averted her gaze and propped her parasol on her shoulder. Reaver simpered at her reaction, "Shall we?" He offered her his arm. Ebony hesitated still very unsure of what was to transpire. "Oh come now, my minx." Reaver urged. Ebony gently gripped onto his arm. "That wasn't so terrible was it?" Reaver toyed leading her outside their home. Ebony glanced over her shoulder seeing the doors shut with a bang.

"Eyes front, don't want you to trip now, my minx!" Reaver said. Ebony snapped her head forward she kept her form steady, but her mind was shaking heavily.

Reaver and Ebony walked arm in arm through the quiet streets of the more cleanly town. This part of town was much more lovely, full of lush greens and colorful flora. The builds did not tower into the sky, like in the industrial, but where still exquisite.

"Are you enjoying the scenery? This is the more cultured part and is populated by more the civilized persons." Reaver boasted.

Ebony did admit she was rather impressed by the design and color, but Reaver mentioned about the more civilized living here, but the streets were empty and silent. It was a ghost town, well not even ghosts inhabited here.

"Where are the people?" Ebony questioned scanning the streets.

Reaver scoffed, "They me more civilized, but they I still require work."

"But do you really need that number of people?" Ebony look

"But of course! What else could they possibly be doing?"

"Many things, spending time with friends, family..."

"Oh please! That provides little benefit! Working is much more worth their time."

Ebony sighed not wanting to argue with Reaver. She noticed his gun hitched on his leg, "Do you carry your gun with you every place you go?"

"Hm? Why yes, it is a necessity of mine."

"For protection?" Ebony wondered.

"Yes, but only a fool as stupid as a hobbe would dare to attack me, I mostly keep it for amusement." Reaver answered snuggly.

"Amusement...?" Ebony repeated aloud.

"Yes, like this!" Reaver whipped out his gun in a flash and shot a barrel to the right of where they where walking.

"EEK!" Ebony jumped at the silence murdering sound.

"Haha! You see, my minx? Wasn't that amusing?" Reaver chuckled putting his gun back.

"N-No! It's too loud and jarring!" Ebony complained.

"You are rather hard to please aren't you my minx? But I do hope this will please you."

"What do you mean, Reaver?" Ebony raised a brow.

Reaver slowly came to a halt. They both stood before a lovely set of black benches. Reaver guided Ebony to the seat and sat down on the cold metal. Strangely, Ebony loved the feeling of the cold, perhaps due to the warm weather. Reaver crossed his legs and extended his arm across the bench. The two sat in silence, making Ebony very anxious and fill with unease. She shifted her eyes back and forth, unsure of what to do. She noticed Reaver shift and put his hand in his pocket. Her face filled with curiosity. She extended her neck trying to see what he was doing, but quickly sat back when he turned to her.

Reaver smirked and raised a brow, "Curious? That usually gets you into trouble, my minx."

Ebony's cheeks turned the slightest color of pink as she averted her eyes.

"Oh come now, you have no need to be curious, for I will show you."

Ebony quickly turned her head to Reaver. He smirked before taking his, now balled hand. Ebony glanced at his fist before looking back to Reaver's face. Reaver took Ebony's hand and held her palm open. He placed something in her hand. It felt soft, yet held the a square shape. Ebony looked down at her palm. It held a small black box. She looked back up to Reaver, "Why do you wait? It's not going to bite." Ebony opened the box. She emerald eyes went wide at the site. In the box held a ring, gold like the sun. It was engraved with beautiful vines intertwining, dancing together. In the center held a diamond that sparkled like the brightest of stars. Other beautiful gems surrounded the diamond, adding to its charm and allurement. It had to have been one of the most, if not the most angelic band she had laid eyes on. Ebony was lost for words as she stared amazed and admiringly.

"I'll percieve your reaction as you like it." Reaver smirked, "I thought it would only be appropriate for you to have one. You are my fiancé after all. Wouldn't want you without a ring."

"Reaver I...I'm speechless at this gift. You really didn't need to do this." Ebony breathes still staring at the ring.

"Of course I did. My lovely minx only deserves the best." He took the ring from it's box and slid it slowly onto Ebony's ring finger. She loved how it felt upon her skin. It was smooth and lustrous. She brought into the sun's rays. It glowed and glistened melting perfectly with the rays.

"Thank you Reaver. This is lovely and I admire it greatly." Ebony whispered taken back by its beauty.

"Like I stated before, only the best for my minx."

Sorry this chapter was dull T_T but I have big plans for the future!