Chase
"I tire of this chase, my pet, and time has grown short." He told her, staring at the clock behind his throne that was spinning ever faster and faster. "There is one last sight you must behold; one last image you must view before I can accept your consent."
"And what is that?" she questioned, allowing him to tow her along the outskirts of the room and to a staircase that spiraled up into a section of the castle she'd never before had the opportunity to view.
"The future you are accepting. I told you once that The fae are immortal; and have had a long time to polish a since of perversion. It is time for you to fully understand of what that means."
The brunette nodded slightly at that; stomach fluttering in nervousness and anticipation of just what was to be awaiting her at their destination.
"Show me then." came her quiet reply as they rose higher and higher; up to a floor that looked to be a personal section of the castle; someplace inhabited. "Show me that what you think might still be able to scare me away so that I can again put your fears to rest."
His hand closed on the latch of a heavy door, pushing it open with an ominous creaking that set her nerves on edge.
It was a bedroom. Darkly masculine and whimsically opulent. Distinctly his.
Note: An update, Though I think the only person still reading this is lyrainthedark -shrugs-
