Disclaimer: I own none of the characters except Halen.
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I am so sorry for the lack of updates. Yes I know I should have updated, but I have been blank and have had exams. Now I have the week off and can write!
This probably won't be a long chapter, but I'll try to get it in a worthy amount.
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Chapter Four - Only A Glance
The lower parts of the castle were filled with the sounds of clinking, clanking and hammering. Falborg flew through the lit halls, sharply turning corners in the blink of an eye. He kept flying until he saw a faint light up ahead and the temperature increase dramatically. Falborg swooped under a low arch before gracefully landing on a metal railing up in the rafters. Peering down he looked around the area, his falcon eyes picking out his target. Squawking he glided down and landed on a metal block on a wooden table.
Clear white-blue eyes opened and looked up at Falborg. Standing the wolf stretched and yawned before scratching at a flea that had rested in his thick and rough dark silver coat. Once he finished he shook his head and turned to face Falborg.
"Are you finished?" The wolf snorted.
"What? Am I to slow for your royal ass to bear?"
"It would seem so Wolborg." The wolf rolled his eyes before lying down again.
"You are getting as bad as Driger."
"Driger? I haven't talked to him in a while. I've missed his company."
"Don't we all. Where is your master?"
"Master? Is that what we're calling him now?"
"Funny. Where is he?" Wolborg didn't answer only nudged his black nose in front of him. Falborg turned to the furnace. In the distance blacksmiths could be seen hammering and making the weapons for the castles army. Among those blacksmith a figure with hair a colour that could rival the fire's flame was hammering away.
Falborg flew over to him the heat rising. The young man in front of him wore a once white shirt now covered in soot. A dark blue vest accompanied the shirt also covered in soot. The same colored breeches adorned with black wore boots. The young man's face was covered in sweat and soot was smeared across his face.
"Tala!" The red-haired man stopped all movements and looked around. His cyan eyes landed on Falborg and a smile came on his face.
"Hello Falborg. I didn't expect you to see you here." Falborg flapped his wings.
"Too true. Anyway my master is here on business. I thought I would stop by for a visit." Said Falborg. Tala smirked and rubbed his hands on the sides of his clothes. He held out a hand and Falborg leapt on to it and then was raised to Tala's shoulder. Tala bee lined over to Wolborg and pulled a stool over to where the wolf was lying down. Falborg leapt onto the table while Wolborg rested his head on Tala's knee leaning into the caresses.
"So what brings you here on this fine day?" Tala said sarcastically. Falborg snorted.
"Fine indeed. My master is meeting with Halen. Unfortunately I am excluded from this unknown meeting."
"Well Halen's been having a boot up his ass nowadays. That whore of his must be displeasing." Said Tala. Wolborg offended bit down on Tala's knee yearning a yelp from Tala.
"Serves you right. Now if Driger heard you wouldn't be having that nice face of yours." Tala still in shock from the injury questioned through clenched teeth.
"I was joking. I know Rei isn't a whore. I've seen his injuries. It would be better to be a whore." Wolborg shook his head and began to lick at the wound he had inflicted on Tala. After things had settled down only the hammering and screams of the metal cooling off in water filled the air. Falborg broke the silence.
"My master calls. I must be going. It was nice to see you again Wolborg, Tala." He nodded to them before flying off down the halls. Tala ruffled Wolborg's head before standing up and limping back over to his work area. Wolborg watched him before lying back down into a sleep filled with hammering and the rare curse as someone burnt or hammered themselves.
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Falborg flew into the great hall quickly spotting his master in the hallway where he left with Halen hours before. Landing upon Bryan's shoulder hearing the last of their conversation.
"Well Winedor will not fall and until then I will deny your proposal." Bryan said looking at the slight hint of anger flash across Halen's face.
"Yes well if you change your mind you know where to come. Good evening Lord Bryan." With that Halen turned and walked away. Bryan glared at his retreating form surpressing a growl. Falborg tugged on a lavender strand before nodding up ahead of them. Bryan turned his head only to see wisps of black turn around the corner. Dismissing the sight Bryan stocked out of the throne room.
From upon his throne Halen clenched the knobs at the end of his throne. He was angry that Bryan would refuse his proposal. 'You may have been mother's favourite, but my father gave me the throne. You forget who has the more power.' Halen thought. Grinning evilly to himself Halen got up and stocked out of the room to his chambers were he could let some of his anger out.
Turning a few corners and descending a few sets of stairs, he came to his chamber. Opening the door he was met with a dark, special room. The walls were covered in crimson cloths. Red oak furniture decorated the room. Walking into the room Halen walked over to the balcony window. He didn't open them for fear of the heavy gusts of wind blowing papers and sorts around. Peering through the black curtains Halen saw the small figure of Bryan riding off into the distance, towards Winedor.
Smirking he turned around to face a massive bed adorned with crimson and black silk sheets which seemed to flow like water. What stood of the most was the creature in the middle of the bed clothed in nothing but tight white silk robe with a red sash tied loosely around the thin waist. Raven hair framed the body and flowed over the edges of the bed. Halen drank in the sight of the creature. Striding over to Rei he sat on the bed. He raised a hand and cupped the face. The other hand slid under the robe and ran across Rei's leg and a bruise from the previous night. Emerald eyes stared coldly into loving gold ones as Rei leant into the caress only to have his head turned the opposite direction by the loud slap from Halen. Rei turned his head back to face Halen's lust filled eyes. Halen smirked as the submissiveness of Rei.
"Are you ready to please your master?"
"Yes Master" said Rei.
Halen pulled Rei into his lap as Rei kissed him passionately on the lips. He then left of trail of kisses, nips and licks down and across Halen's jaw line. Halen's hands ran up and down Rei's sides possessively; untying the red sash letting it fall to the floor. He then turned his mind to the process of removing the robe. He tugged at it as Rei lifted himself eagerly helping Halen. Halen pushed Rei over into the middle of the bed before climbing on top of him. Straddling Rei he let his left hand slip down to his boot retrieving a glistering dagger. He slowly brought it up to Rei and quickly slashed at Rei's soulder. The neko-jin cried out in pain as he felt his warm blood flow down his arm only to be met with Halen's tongue as he licked up the blood. He moved his tongue up to the wound and pushed his tongue in the wound making it deeper. Rei hissed in pain only to feel another slice come across his chest. Halen moved to lap up the blood only to have a long and rapid knock ring through the room.
Growling he got up off of Rei and marched over to his door. Pulling it open the messenger jumped back in fright and the sight of crimson blood slowly running down Halen's mouth.
Growling he said, "What is it?"
The messenger bowed and spoke. "Milord, the Rievlenis is missing." The messenger stepped back in terror.
"What are you waiting for. Get everyone out and find it."
"Right away Milord." With that said the messenger ran down the hall. Halen marched back into his room and yelled at Rei.
"Get down to the dungeons and stay there till I call for you." Rei nodded and grabbed his robe and sash quickly putting it on and scrambling down the hall. Approaching the dungeons he was greeted by the sight of Driger.
Driger quickly got up and walked over to Rei pushing him down into the makeshift bed. He again began the process of cleaning Rei's wounds all too familiar to be slightly disgusted.
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I hope this chapter made up for the lack of updates that I have written. I apologize and hope to get my other fics update!
Please Review
Devlinn Reiko
**hids from readers**
I am so sorry for the lack of updates. Yes I know I should have updated, but I have been blank and have had exams. Now I have the week off and can write!
This probably won't be a long chapter, but I'll try to get it in a worthy amount.
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Chapter Four - Only A Glance
The lower parts of the castle were filled with the sounds of clinking, clanking and hammering. Falborg flew through the lit halls, sharply turning corners in the blink of an eye. He kept flying until he saw a faint light up ahead and the temperature increase dramatically. Falborg swooped under a low arch before gracefully landing on a metal railing up in the rafters. Peering down he looked around the area, his falcon eyes picking out his target. Squawking he glided down and landed on a metal block on a wooden table.
Clear white-blue eyes opened and looked up at Falborg. Standing the wolf stretched and yawned before scratching at a flea that had rested in his thick and rough dark silver coat. Once he finished he shook his head and turned to face Falborg.
"Are you finished?" The wolf snorted.
"What? Am I to slow for your royal ass to bear?"
"It would seem so Wolborg." The wolf rolled his eyes before lying down again.
"You are getting as bad as Driger."
"Driger? I haven't talked to him in a while. I've missed his company."
"Don't we all. Where is your master?"
"Master? Is that what we're calling him now?"
"Funny. Where is he?" Wolborg didn't answer only nudged his black nose in front of him. Falborg turned to the furnace. In the distance blacksmiths could be seen hammering and making the weapons for the castles army. Among those blacksmith a figure with hair a colour that could rival the fire's flame was hammering away.
Falborg flew over to him the heat rising. The young man in front of him wore a once white shirt now covered in soot. A dark blue vest accompanied the shirt also covered in soot. The same colored breeches adorned with black wore boots. The young man's face was covered in sweat and soot was smeared across his face.
"Tala!" The red-haired man stopped all movements and looked around. His cyan eyes landed on Falborg and a smile came on his face.
"Hello Falborg. I didn't expect you to see you here." Falborg flapped his wings.
"Too true. Anyway my master is here on business. I thought I would stop by for a visit." Said Falborg. Tala smirked and rubbed his hands on the sides of his clothes. He held out a hand and Falborg leapt on to it and then was raised to Tala's shoulder. Tala bee lined over to Wolborg and pulled a stool over to where the wolf was lying down. Falborg leapt onto the table while Wolborg rested his head on Tala's knee leaning into the caresses.
"So what brings you here on this fine day?" Tala said sarcastically. Falborg snorted.
"Fine indeed. My master is meeting with Halen. Unfortunately I am excluded from this unknown meeting."
"Well Halen's been having a boot up his ass nowadays. That whore of his must be displeasing." Said Tala. Wolborg offended bit down on Tala's knee yearning a yelp from Tala.
"Serves you right. Now if Driger heard you wouldn't be having that nice face of yours." Tala still in shock from the injury questioned through clenched teeth.
"I was joking. I know Rei isn't a whore. I've seen his injuries. It would be better to be a whore." Wolborg shook his head and began to lick at the wound he had inflicted on Tala. After things had settled down only the hammering and screams of the metal cooling off in water filled the air. Falborg broke the silence.
"My master calls. I must be going. It was nice to see you again Wolborg, Tala." He nodded to them before flying off down the halls. Tala ruffled Wolborg's head before standing up and limping back over to his work area. Wolborg watched him before lying back down into a sleep filled with hammering and the rare curse as someone burnt or hammered themselves.
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Falborg flew into the great hall quickly spotting his master in the hallway where he left with Halen hours before. Landing upon Bryan's shoulder hearing the last of their conversation.
"Well Winedor will not fall and until then I will deny your proposal." Bryan said looking at the slight hint of anger flash across Halen's face.
"Yes well if you change your mind you know where to come. Good evening Lord Bryan." With that Halen turned and walked away. Bryan glared at his retreating form surpressing a growl. Falborg tugged on a lavender strand before nodding up ahead of them. Bryan turned his head only to see wisps of black turn around the corner. Dismissing the sight Bryan stocked out of the throne room.
From upon his throne Halen clenched the knobs at the end of his throne. He was angry that Bryan would refuse his proposal. 'You may have been mother's favourite, but my father gave me the throne. You forget who has the more power.' Halen thought. Grinning evilly to himself Halen got up and stocked out of the room to his chambers were he could let some of his anger out.
Turning a few corners and descending a few sets of stairs, he came to his chamber. Opening the door he was met with a dark, special room. The walls were covered in crimson cloths. Red oak furniture decorated the room. Walking into the room Halen walked over to the balcony window. He didn't open them for fear of the heavy gusts of wind blowing papers and sorts around. Peering through the black curtains Halen saw the small figure of Bryan riding off into the distance, towards Winedor.
Smirking he turned around to face a massive bed adorned with crimson and black silk sheets which seemed to flow like water. What stood of the most was the creature in the middle of the bed clothed in nothing but tight white silk robe with a red sash tied loosely around the thin waist. Raven hair framed the body and flowed over the edges of the bed. Halen drank in the sight of the creature. Striding over to Rei he sat on the bed. He raised a hand and cupped the face. The other hand slid under the robe and ran across Rei's leg and a bruise from the previous night. Emerald eyes stared coldly into loving gold ones as Rei leant into the caress only to have his head turned the opposite direction by the loud slap from Halen. Rei turned his head back to face Halen's lust filled eyes. Halen smirked as the submissiveness of Rei.
"Are you ready to please your master?"
"Yes Master" said Rei.
Halen pulled Rei into his lap as Rei kissed him passionately on the lips. He then left of trail of kisses, nips and licks down and across Halen's jaw line. Halen's hands ran up and down Rei's sides possessively; untying the red sash letting it fall to the floor. He then turned his mind to the process of removing the robe. He tugged at it as Rei lifted himself eagerly helping Halen. Halen pushed Rei over into the middle of the bed before climbing on top of him. Straddling Rei he let his left hand slip down to his boot retrieving a glistering dagger. He slowly brought it up to Rei and quickly slashed at Rei's soulder. The neko-jin cried out in pain as he felt his warm blood flow down his arm only to be met with Halen's tongue as he licked up the blood. He moved his tongue up to the wound and pushed his tongue in the wound making it deeper. Rei hissed in pain only to feel another slice come across his chest. Halen moved to lap up the blood only to have a long and rapid knock ring through the room.
Growling he got up off of Rei and marched over to his door. Pulling it open the messenger jumped back in fright and the sight of crimson blood slowly running down Halen's mouth.
Growling he said, "What is it?"
The messenger bowed and spoke. "Milord, the Rievlenis is missing." The messenger stepped back in terror.
"What are you waiting for. Get everyone out and find it."
"Right away Milord." With that said the messenger ran down the hall. Halen marched back into his room and yelled at Rei.
"Get down to the dungeons and stay there till I call for you." Rei nodded and grabbed his robe and sash quickly putting it on and scrambling down the hall. Approaching the dungeons he was greeted by the sight of Driger.
Driger quickly got up and walked over to Rei pushing him down into the makeshift bed. He again began the process of cleaning Rei's wounds all too familiar to be slightly disgusted.
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I hope this chapter made up for the lack of updates that I have written. I apologize and hope to get my other fics update!
Please Review
Devlinn Reiko