Admiral
Chapter Six
Ruby Passion
The flaming dawn set fire and gilding to the immense bedchamber, draped in black silk and gold. Light in glistening arrow-straight shafts alighted gently upon satin and rosewood, softly stirring and snatching light from the dark hair of two sleepers, locks of sable intermingling on golden pillows. They stirred languorously, and climbed down the little steps of the enormous bed, to clothe and freshen themselves. The morning was as golden as the happiness that emanated.
Eriol waited for her in the East Solar, the casement windows of two stories giving late morning her full glory.
Tomoyo was announced with reserve and dignity by a manservant, who opened the windows to allow the summer in.
"I'm sorry darling, but it took a little while to have my clothing brought from my home. Did you wait long?" Was her gentle question.
He smiled wickedly.
"No, beautiful one, but I would of course wait forever to simply catch a glimpse of you."
Tomoyo laughed her soft, laugh, alive and ever full of grace and light. Clothed in a flaming red satin morning sundress, a single ruby the size of a pigeon egg hung in the deep neckline, while more were threaded through night dark hair and glinted crimson on delicate and slender ankles. Simple square-cut rubies hung circumspectly from her ears. She was a flaming vision of remembered red passion.
She floated, ever light and ethereal to the table already laden with glittering crystal and gold, and smiled at him.
"You're a wicked child, a dreadful satyr. How is it that you seduced me with such little effort, lovely one? How is it that I surrendered, with so little struggle?"
"But darling," he temporized with a smile, "isn't love such a wonderful invention, and wouldn't you have much rather loved than never known at all?"
She laughed again, full of light.
"Your spouting sentimental and clichéd ideals is certainly a sign of something else."
"Only out of my love for you, goddess."
It were as if he had something monumental, and for her, he had.
"You are the only one, forever."
He suddenly smiled joyously.
"Forever then, if you promise."
"I do."
And there was red passion again.
I'm so glad its over. Really, this story got on my nerves sometimes. I still do find Like Birds in the Wind to be my best work, but hey, I'm glad for any reviews. Everyone is so wonderful to heap such praises on me. I love you all forever.
And now, for something that's real, please go to fictionpress.com to read my work, called the Orchid. It's under the penname sorceress71.
And if you were interested, it is the completely factual story of my life. It even ends at where my life is now. I hope that you enjoy it.
Chapter Six
Ruby Passion
The flaming dawn set fire and gilding to the immense bedchamber, draped in black silk and gold. Light in glistening arrow-straight shafts alighted gently upon satin and rosewood, softly stirring and snatching light from the dark hair of two sleepers, locks of sable intermingling on golden pillows. They stirred languorously, and climbed down the little steps of the enormous bed, to clothe and freshen themselves. The morning was as golden as the happiness that emanated.
Eriol waited for her in the East Solar, the casement windows of two stories giving late morning her full glory.
Tomoyo was announced with reserve and dignity by a manservant, who opened the windows to allow the summer in.
"I'm sorry darling, but it took a little while to have my clothing brought from my home. Did you wait long?" Was her gentle question.
He smiled wickedly.
"No, beautiful one, but I would of course wait forever to simply catch a glimpse of you."
Tomoyo laughed her soft, laugh, alive and ever full of grace and light. Clothed in a flaming red satin morning sundress, a single ruby the size of a pigeon egg hung in the deep neckline, while more were threaded through night dark hair and glinted crimson on delicate and slender ankles. Simple square-cut rubies hung circumspectly from her ears. She was a flaming vision of remembered red passion.
She floated, ever light and ethereal to the table already laden with glittering crystal and gold, and smiled at him.
"You're a wicked child, a dreadful satyr. How is it that you seduced me with such little effort, lovely one? How is it that I surrendered, with so little struggle?"
"But darling," he temporized with a smile, "isn't love such a wonderful invention, and wouldn't you have much rather loved than never known at all?"
She laughed again, full of light.
"Your spouting sentimental and clichéd ideals is certainly a sign of something else."
"Only out of my love for you, goddess."
It were as if he had something monumental, and for her, he had.
"You are the only one, forever."
He suddenly smiled joyously.
"Forever then, if you promise."
"I do."
And there was red passion again.
I'm so glad its over. Really, this story got on my nerves sometimes. I still do find Like Birds in the Wind to be my best work, but hey, I'm glad for any reviews. Everyone is so wonderful to heap such praises on me. I love you all forever.
And now, for something that's real, please go to fictionpress.com to read my work, called the Orchid. It's under the penname sorceress71.
And if you were interested, it is the completely factual story of my life. It even ends at where my life is now. I hope that you enjoy it.