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Sorry about the delay. I'd promise to have the next chapter out…but I most probably won't get it done in a long time. But I will promise I'll try.
Enjoy.
Clank.
The horses trotted at a slow pace. Endymion didn't mind. This gave him a chance to fully survey the chained and masked 'assassin'. Since she had been captured and knocked out, her hands had been bound behind her back and her face was covered with a cloth. It was so like Xavier to have thought of the cloth. He was all, "This thing is not fit to grace my eyes. I will not have my beautiful eyes stained with filth". She had then been placed on the back of the horse next to the carriage, for Xavier to "keep a constant watch on the sneaky wench".
This also gave a chance for Endymion to keep a constant watch on her as well. With Xavier haven fallen asleep, Endymion was free from the constant scrutiny of his brother. From his view, he could see a mass of mud-caked hair underneath the cloth, most likely filled with knots. The hand dangling at the side was a small, delicate hand, distinctly feminine. The hand had what seemed to be impossibly smooth with no visible marks capped with pink- hued nails. That is, what wasn't covered in mud. She must be given a bath, Endymion absently thought.
Endymion had been observing the girl for quite some time and Xavier had been jostled awake by a particularly deep pothole the carriage had ridden over. Xavier opened his eyes to see his brother practically mesmerized with a sight outside the window. Xavier stole a discreet glance out that same window and nearly had his eyes fall out of his sockets. Endymion, cold- hearted bastard who cared for no one, who cared even less for women, was currently goggling at a grungy slave!! His calculating mind already devising a devious plan for his brother, Xavier alerted Endymion of his wakefulness with a loud yawn.
Endymion all but jumped when a disturbingly loud yawn erupted from his fellow carriage-mate. He shot the disturbance (Xavier ( ) a dirty look while turning to face his brother.
"Welcome back to the land of the living, milord. Trust you had a restful nap." Endymion greeted with a taunting tone. He had added the milord jibe with a particularly sarcastic voice, knowing how much Xavier treasured his power.
"Yes, I did. In fact, I was given a wonderful idea in my dream. Would you like to hear it?" Xavier wore a dark grin on his face. Might as well deliver my plan in the most unsusceptible way possible: through meaningless dreams.
It's that smile, Endymion thought. That's the smile he had before he wrung the neck of the bird. That's the same smile he wore each time he returned from a whore-house with a new barmaid to deflower. That smile means he has a sinister idea to put forth. Might as well hear it, since its never concerned me before…
"Sure"
To be continued….
Ha! Just kidding. Since I have absolutely nothing to do because my TV's been taken apart and my internet is down (AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!) I'll continue writing for as long as I can!!! (bows to her beloved audience)
Anyways, back in my world……………
Xavier's chilling smile grew even bigger at his brother's reply. Fool.
"Well, I dreamt I was given a flower. Oh, you know how I am at gardening! Terrible! Horrible!! Anyways, some fool left me the most beautiful flower I'd ever seen! Softest petals to touch, sweetest fragrance to smell, and it was mine. I wouldn't let anyone near it. Of course…I had no idea how to take care of it. When I watered it, it wilted. When I gave it some sun, it dried up.
It was then I remembered what a green thumb you possess. I wanted the flower to be the most beautiful flower in the world in full bloom. So I gave it to you to take care of."
Endymion stared at his brother. He dreamt of a flower? He gave that smile for a dream of flowers?? Endymion stared harder at his brother. Perhaps it was in his imagination the smile had appeared… I'll humour him, Endymion decided.
"Uh… did I take care of it?"
Xavier smirked, thrilled that Endymion was actually listening. Makes this so much easier for me.
"Oh, I don't know. I awoke right after I placed the flower in your hands."
Endymion searched for some plan that could be inspired by such an insignificant dream but found none that was anywhere near 'wonderful', as Xavier had described it as. Finally as his wits end, he asked, "So what's the wonderful plan that you were given? You want to take up gardening???"
Xavier laughed uncontrollably. How dense could he be?? Tears were beginning to fill his eyes as he continued his laughter, much to the confusion and irritation of Endymion. Patience coming to an end, Endymion yelled out, "WHAT?!?!?"
"Why brother! *snort* I thought *gasp* you'd be *laugh* smarter!!!"
Giving a final chuckle just for effect, Xavier calmed himself down. He shifted in his seat for a more comfortable position, knowing he'd need some time to explain his theory to his oh-so-dense brother.
"Well, as you see, we have gotten ourselves a new slave"
Endymion inwardly widened his eyes at that statement but showed no emotion on his face. What's that got to do with anything? Unless….
"Your dream was concerning her?"
"Yes. I have come to the decision that I will give her to you as your own personal slave girl. Your to torture, yours to use, yours to do anything you want to do with."
Endymion's mind whirled with images and visions with the last statement. Shaking his head to rid his mind of those un-Godly thoughts, he forced himself to think rationally.
"Xavier, I know you. You have never, in all of history, given anything to anyone with a price. What do you want with me?"
Xavier smirked. Maybe he wasn't so dense after all…have to give his credit for remembering that tidbit of information. He's right…I never give anything without knowing I would get something in return. Always to my benefit, should be my motto.
"Why, Endymion! How can you think that of me? I'm your brother! The very person who walked with you down the very path of the very castle, that we both still live in, by the way, and played chess with so often we knew each other's best game strategies!!"
"HAH! Yes, you're right. You are my brother. The very person who chased me down the path of the castle because I ate the last pancake, which was, by the way, mine anyways. And the reason I still live in that castle with you is because you refuse to grant me the land that father left for me to rule. And lastly, you cheated every single time we played chess! You'd get my attention elsewhere and move the pieces around! And you STOLE my best strategies!!! Now be honest for once and tell me what it is you want!!"
"Alright, alright, don't get your panties in a bunch over the past…"
Endymion glared at him. Panties, my a**
"I truly want to give you the girl. Consider it my way of apologizing for cheating in chess, all right? The only thing is…"
There it is. The catch
"What's the catch?"
"No catch. I just want the girl back in a month."
Endymion understood what he wanted, all of a sudden. Just like the dream, Xavier was no good at taking care of beautiful flowers. This girl slave was indeed a beautiful flower, rare and exotic, and Xavier had no idea how to handle it. Xavier knew only how to handle whores and gold-diggers. If he tried his techniques with this girl, she would most surely break. So Xavier was giving her to Endymion to "train". He was USING Endymion to break in his new toy. He was USING him. Endymion grew angrier at each thought.
"And if I say no?"
Xavier's eyes glinted dangerously. Never would I have thought he would refuse such a delicious offer. To get a virgin slave and have her out of his way in a month without a hassle.
"I'll just have to take her and handle her the only way I know how. And watch her wilt and die." Xavier replied indifferently.
Endymion's eyes visibly widened. He knew Xavier's tactics well. The girl would be scarred for life. That feisty nature of hers would be extinguished faster than a flame doused with water. She could very well DIE from Xavier's…. ways of teaching.
"No, no. I was merely asking what would happen if I did. I'll take her."
Xavier smiled. His dark smile.
"Good. Then it's settled."
He leaned back into his seat and closed his eyes, signaling the end to the conversation. At this rate, I'll have an experienced and rare whore that'll be the envy of all, he sleepily thought before he fell asleep, still devising plans through dreams.
Endymion looked out the window once again, noting that the bundle next to the carriage had shifted and revealed a bare, mud-streaked leg for his gaze.
Endymion swallowed hard and forced his mind to clearer tracks: what am I going to do now?
What do you think? Leave a review if it's convenient for you to. I don't mind flames. They make interesting reading.
Sorry about the delay. I'd promise to have the next chapter out…but I most probably won't get it done in a long time. But I will promise I'll try.
Enjoy.
Clank.
The horses trotted at a slow pace. Endymion didn't mind. This gave him a chance to fully survey the chained and masked 'assassin'. Since she had been captured and knocked out, her hands had been bound behind her back and her face was covered with a cloth. It was so like Xavier to have thought of the cloth. He was all, "This thing is not fit to grace my eyes. I will not have my beautiful eyes stained with filth". She had then been placed on the back of the horse next to the carriage, for Xavier to "keep a constant watch on the sneaky wench".
This also gave a chance for Endymion to keep a constant watch on her as well. With Xavier haven fallen asleep, Endymion was free from the constant scrutiny of his brother. From his view, he could see a mass of mud-caked hair underneath the cloth, most likely filled with knots. The hand dangling at the side was a small, delicate hand, distinctly feminine. The hand had what seemed to be impossibly smooth with no visible marks capped with pink- hued nails. That is, what wasn't covered in mud. She must be given a bath, Endymion absently thought.
Endymion had been observing the girl for quite some time and Xavier had been jostled awake by a particularly deep pothole the carriage had ridden over. Xavier opened his eyes to see his brother practically mesmerized with a sight outside the window. Xavier stole a discreet glance out that same window and nearly had his eyes fall out of his sockets. Endymion, cold- hearted bastard who cared for no one, who cared even less for women, was currently goggling at a grungy slave!! His calculating mind already devising a devious plan for his brother, Xavier alerted Endymion of his wakefulness with a loud yawn.
Endymion all but jumped when a disturbingly loud yawn erupted from his fellow carriage-mate. He shot the disturbance (Xavier ( ) a dirty look while turning to face his brother.
"Welcome back to the land of the living, milord. Trust you had a restful nap." Endymion greeted with a taunting tone. He had added the milord jibe with a particularly sarcastic voice, knowing how much Xavier treasured his power.
"Yes, I did. In fact, I was given a wonderful idea in my dream. Would you like to hear it?" Xavier wore a dark grin on his face. Might as well deliver my plan in the most unsusceptible way possible: through meaningless dreams.
It's that smile, Endymion thought. That's the smile he had before he wrung the neck of the bird. That's the same smile he wore each time he returned from a whore-house with a new barmaid to deflower. That smile means he has a sinister idea to put forth. Might as well hear it, since its never concerned me before…
"Sure"
To be continued….
Ha! Just kidding. Since I have absolutely nothing to do because my TV's been taken apart and my internet is down (AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!) I'll continue writing for as long as I can!!! (bows to her beloved audience)
Anyways, back in my world……………
Xavier's chilling smile grew even bigger at his brother's reply. Fool.
"Well, I dreamt I was given a flower. Oh, you know how I am at gardening! Terrible! Horrible!! Anyways, some fool left me the most beautiful flower I'd ever seen! Softest petals to touch, sweetest fragrance to smell, and it was mine. I wouldn't let anyone near it. Of course…I had no idea how to take care of it. When I watered it, it wilted. When I gave it some sun, it dried up.
It was then I remembered what a green thumb you possess. I wanted the flower to be the most beautiful flower in the world in full bloom. So I gave it to you to take care of."
Endymion stared at his brother. He dreamt of a flower? He gave that smile for a dream of flowers?? Endymion stared harder at his brother. Perhaps it was in his imagination the smile had appeared… I'll humour him, Endymion decided.
"Uh… did I take care of it?"
Xavier smirked, thrilled that Endymion was actually listening. Makes this so much easier for me.
"Oh, I don't know. I awoke right after I placed the flower in your hands."
Endymion searched for some plan that could be inspired by such an insignificant dream but found none that was anywhere near 'wonderful', as Xavier had described it as. Finally as his wits end, he asked, "So what's the wonderful plan that you were given? You want to take up gardening???"
Xavier laughed uncontrollably. How dense could he be?? Tears were beginning to fill his eyes as he continued his laughter, much to the confusion and irritation of Endymion. Patience coming to an end, Endymion yelled out, "WHAT?!?!?"
"Why brother! *snort* I thought *gasp* you'd be *laugh* smarter!!!"
Giving a final chuckle just for effect, Xavier calmed himself down. He shifted in his seat for a more comfortable position, knowing he'd need some time to explain his theory to his oh-so-dense brother.
"Well, as you see, we have gotten ourselves a new slave"
Endymion inwardly widened his eyes at that statement but showed no emotion on his face. What's that got to do with anything? Unless….
"Your dream was concerning her?"
"Yes. I have come to the decision that I will give her to you as your own personal slave girl. Your to torture, yours to use, yours to do anything you want to do with."
Endymion's mind whirled with images and visions with the last statement. Shaking his head to rid his mind of those un-Godly thoughts, he forced himself to think rationally.
"Xavier, I know you. You have never, in all of history, given anything to anyone with a price. What do you want with me?"
Xavier smirked. Maybe he wasn't so dense after all…have to give his credit for remembering that tidbit of information. He's right…I never give anything without knowing I would get something in return. Always to my benefit, should be my motto.
"Why, Endymion! How can you think that of me? I'm your brother! The very person who walked with you down the very path of the very castle, that we both still live in, by the way, and played chess with so often we knew each other's best game strategies!!"
"HAH! Yes, you're right. You are my brother. The very person who chased me down the path of the castle because I ate the last pancake, which was, by the way, mine anyways. And the reason I still live in that castle with you is because you refuse to grant me the land that father left for me to rule. And lastly, you cheated every single time we played chess! You'd get my attention elsewhere and move the pieces around! And you STOLE my best strategies!!! Now be honest for once and tell me what it is you want!!"
"Alright, alright, don't get your panties in a bunch over the past…"
Endymion glared at him. Panties, my a**
"I truly want to give you the girl. Consider it my way of apologizing for cheating in chess, all right? The only thing is…"
There it is. The catch
"What's the catch?"
"No catch. I just want the girl back in a month."
Endymion understood what he wanted, all of a sudden. Just like the dream, Xavier was no good at taking care of beautiful flowers. This girl slave was indeed a beautiful flower, rare and exotic, and Xavier had no idea how to handle it. Xavier knew only how to handle whores and gold-diggers. If he tried his techniques with this girl, she would most surely break. So Xavier was giving her to Endymion to "train". He was USING Endymion to break in his new toy. He was USING him. Endymion grew angrier at each thought.
"And if I say no?"
Xavier's eyes glinted dangerously. Never would I have thought he would refuse such a delicious offer. To get a virgin slave and have her out of his way in a month without a hassle.
"I'll just have to take her and handle her the only way I know how. And watch her wilt and die." Xavier replied indifferently.
Endymion's eyes visibly widened. He knew Xavier's tactics well. The girl would be scarred for life. That feisty nature of hers would be extinguished faster than a flame doused with water. She could very well DIE from Xavier's…. ways of teaching.
"No, no. I was merely asking what would happen if I did. I'll take her."
Xavier smiled. His dark smile.
"Good. Then it's settled."
He leaned back into his seat and closed his eyes, signaling the end to the conversation. At this rate, I'll have an experienced and rare whore that'll be the envy of all, he sleepily thought before he fell asleep, still devising plans through dreams.
Endymion looked out the window once again, noting that the bundle next to the carriage had shifted and revealed a bare, mud-streaked leg for his gaze.
Endymion swallowed hard and forced his mind to clearer tracks: what am I going to do now?
What do you think? Leave a review if it's convenient for you to. I don't mind flames. They make interesting reading.