Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction biased in the world created by Anne Bishop in her Black Jewels Trilogy. The characters are however are original and copyright of their maker. Keep in mind that not all of these characters are mine. I use them with permission of the maker. This is a thread from Ebony, a forum I role-play on. The link is my homepage if you wish to check it out. As such not all of this is written by me and again is used with permission.

Raith Malakhim are characters made by J and I use them with his permission. Gaia Mircia is mine.

Characters: Black Jeweled Black Widow Warlord Prince Raith Malakhim

Rose Jeweled Black Widow Healer Gaia Mircia

Writer of this chapter: J and Me

"As you wish Raith." Gaia responded, moving with him though the steps. She was not court trained whore whose body's movement was more for seduction and pleasure than for the music. She danced because he'd asked her too and she wasn't about to turn down the host's offer. Given, dancing always had some undertone of intimacy given how bodies moved and pressed with one another but that was as far as she'd let it go. Black jewel or not, her foot would find its way between his legs before his cock found its way between hers.

"Yes, born and raised for nineteen years thus far." She was used to looking men in the eye without having to tip her head up. It always amused her how some men seemed disturbed and intimidated by the fact she could meet them eye to eye without seeming smaller or weaker than what she was. She prided herself on that.

"And you're originally from the Realm of Light correct?" Her head tipped just enough that some of her blonde strands fell into her eyes. "A member of one of the major Aristo families?" There were always rumors surrounding those in power and that was one of the many she'd heard concerning him. "What are you doing mixing it up with a short-lived healer?"

The comment was made lightly, dare even say humorously. He knew who she was, what she was and was still here. Bully for him.

"Yes and yes," Answered Raith. "And because you're saving me from talking to people I really can't be bothered to talk to, plus you looked like you could use a little fun. Unless you planned on scowling at one and all all night." Raith grinned, showing he didn't mean it and moved through one of the dances more complicated steps, he knew some people came here determined to be seen, others because they felt they had to but this witch, with her determined set to her shoulders and steel look in her eye, he wasn't quite sure of her reasoning.

"I could ask you the same, what are you doing accepting one of the host's offers to dance?"
Raith didn't give a fuck whether she was short lived, light jewelled and out ranked, Raith liked people, he always had, in a 'very few ever got to know him beyond his friendly 'Court' personality' way.
The friendliness was near enough only an over coat though because underneath he remained exactly what he was brought up like, the ever thinking Aristo Hayllian, cold as the night it's self.

"Is this your first time out of Glacia then?"

Gaia did not respond to him right away, her brow furrowing slightly to keep her step with his and not make a fool of herself. She managed and once the fancy footwork returned to the usual steps she answered.

"You can't bother with other Aristo but have time to dance with me? Mhmm." She frowned and glared at him. The rat bastard was using her to slip away from something he didn't want to do. Well he just lost all credibility he had with her. Her next step was hardly part of the dance.

Quickly, she stepped back while still holding his hands and then used her right leg to kick his out from under him and then pushed him back to make sure the man fell onto his back. Her thin fingers wiggled out of his and her icy eyes sharpened.

"No but it's not my first time outside of Glacia but it's pricks like you that make the icy solitude far more appealing than the outside world." She tossed her head, throwing the blonde strands out of her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Maybe next time you'll think twice before using a seemingly harmless witchling to get out of doing your duties. I'm no one's bitch Raith and if you think you can use me like that you can take your cock and shove it up your aristocratic ass." She began stepping back from him still scowling but not about to turn her back on him.