I stand, alone and thankful for it after last night. I had feared to open
my eyes for he may have been there. But he was not, it was only me. I
dress quickly with a snap of my fingers and apply make-up to my face.
Visions of him, of me, of us, flash before my face and I am revolted.
Should I go to the dinning hall? Surely if the thought of him makes me
sick then the sight will. But I must go, because showing weakness here is
death. He will know why I do not come, and indisputably come to find me.
And what will happen then? I shudder to think. Holding things away from
him just make him want them more. It is better just to give him it all
now. So I stand once again, breath deeply, and take a step. I feel myself
fading into nothingness, and when I put my foot down to finish a second
step I am in the dinning hall. I am alone, or so I think. I walk to the
table and take my place, sitting on his left-hand side. It is then that I
notice in the shadows a figure. I stand, alarmed.
"Who are you? Show yourself!" I call out commandingly, my voice firm and hard. Out of the shadows comes the Wiseman, and I immediately kneel. "Forgive me, Wiseman. I did not know it was you."
"Stand." He commands, and I do so. As soon as I am fully erect, a stinging slap is delivered to my face. I back up, shocked. The Wiseman has never hit me before. "Fool!" He hisses at me. "What do you think you are doing? Giving yourself to him so easily? Do not you see the power you hold over him? You are so much like her it kills him! Yet you give yourself to him at his very whim? Do you hold nothing back, give him all and lose all your power over him? Fool!"
"You… You saw that?" I stammer, in utter belief.
"Why?" He demands of my still.
"Wiseman, he took me so quickly I could not fight. I did not have time to escape. But I have given him nothing, I have held all back." I quickly tell him.
"You will lose your power over him if you are not careful." The Wiseman cautions. "You know what to do. You will be Queen if you play it out right. But you must make him want you, need you, more than her. You must become his everything so that she will mean nothing." Even as he speaks he fades away, and before he is done only his voice stays. "Hold back all, make him want you more than he wants her." The Wiseman is gone, and I am alone once again. I know what I must do, but it is dangerous. Small touches, glances full of meaning, secret kisses and refusing to give more. It is dangerous, but I must do it.
Now it is time to start. He has had a taste, and I can make him want more. And I must, for my future depends on it. He sits, and I lean over to pour his wine, giving him a full view as to what I have to offer. I am rewarded to see him looking.
"Good morning." I say seductively as I sit and pour wine for myself. "Did you sleep well?" Even as I say this I know he has not slept. It is just this type of innocent behavior that will make him need me.
"You are a devil, Wicked Lady! You know perfectly well how I slept, yet you proceed to torment me by asking?" My Prince fumes.
"Yes, I know how you slept, my dear Prince." I tell him, calling him this as he knows Serenity calls her prince. "Did you truly stay up all night?" I ask calmly, provoking him yet again.
"You push me to the edge." He warns. "I have had people killed for less." He sips his wine and slams the goblet down hard, causing wine to splash out onto the table. "You come to me, provoke me, and then refuse to give what you have offered? Then leave me alone, and presume that I should sleep?"
I bend over once again to wipe up the wine. I know that he would have a servant do this, but instead he lets me. I know why. My plan is working, slowly I will have him and he will forget her. "I offered nothing." I tell him, still wiping up the wine.
"You provoke me more? How is it that you have the courage to do this?" He demands, standing. I stand as well, moving so close to him that I fear he will grab me once again.
"I am the devil, like you have said. I know no fear." I see his hand begin to raise, and my heart pounds. I am afraid he will hear it, but he does not. Instead his hand drops once again to his side, and he begins to eat like a wolf, refusing to look at me. I have begun to cast my spell…
"Who are you? Show yourself!" I call out commandingly, my voice firm and hard. Out of the shadows comes the Wiseman, and I immediately kneel. "Forgive me, Wiseman. I did not know it was you."
"Stand." He commands, and I do so. As soon as I am fully erect, a stinging slap is delivered to my face. I back up, shocked. The Wiseman has never hit me before. "Fool!" He hisses at me. "What do you think you are doing? Giving yourself to him so easily? Do not you see the power you hold over him? You are so much like her it kills him! Yet you give yourself to him at his very whim? Do you hold nothing back, give him all and lose all your power over him? Fool!"
"You… You saw that?" I stammer, in utter belief.
"Why?" He demands of my still.
"Wiseman, he took me so quickly I could not fight. I did not have time to escape. But I have given him nothing, I have held all back." I quickly tell him.
"You will lose your power over him if you are not careful." The Wiseman cautions. "You know what to do. You will be Queen if you play it out right. But you must make him want you, need you, more than her. You must become his everything so that she will mean nothing." Even as he speaks he fades away, and before he is done only his voice stays. "Hold back all, make him want you more than he wants her." The Wiseman is gone, and I am alone once again. I know what I must do, but it is dangerous. Small touches, glances full of meaning, secret kisses and refusing to give more. It is dangerous, but I must do it.
Now it is time to start. He has had a taste, and I can make him want more. And I must, for my future depends on it. He sits, and I lean over to pour his wine, giving him a full view as to what I have to offer. I am rewarded to see him looking.
"Good morning." I say seductively as I sit and pour wine for myself. "Did you sleep well?" Even as I say this I know he has not slept. It is just this type of innocent behavior that will make him need me.
"You are a devil, Wicked Lady! You know perfectly well how I slept, yet you proceed to torment me by asking?" My Prince fumes.
"Yes, I know how you slept, my dear Prince." I tell him, calling him this as he knows Serenity calls her prince. "Did you truly stay up all night?" I ask calmly, provoking him yet again.
"You push me to the edge." He warns. "I have had people killed for less." He sips his wine and slams the goblet down hard, causing wine to splash out onto the table. "You come to me, provoke me, and then refuse to give what you have offered? Then leave me alone, and presume that I should sleep?"
I bend over once again to wipe up the wine. I know that he would have a servant do this, but instead he lets me. I know why. My plan is working, slowly I will have him and he will forget her. "I offered nothing." I tell him, still wiping up the wine.
"You provoke me more? How is it that you have the courage to do this?" He demands, standing. I stand as well, moving so close to him that I fear he will grab me once again.
"I am the devil, like you have said. I know no fear." I see his hand begin to raise, and my heart pounds. I am afraid he will hear it, but he does not. Instead his hand drops once again to his side, and he begins to eat like a wolf, refusing to look at me. I have begun to cast my spell…