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I am quite happy with this chapter. Sharon seems angsty. She is actually still quite childish here. I love how she has the ability to hush him when she wishes to. He thinks he knows better.
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With my contract I was more pleased than anything. My Chain took the form of a Unicorn, Eques, and with that I could not be more happy. Such a beautiful stallion it was, and had the ability to travel throughout dimensions. This was a wonderful thing in terms of helping with data collection, but its ability to travel through to the abyss was just what Pandora needed. For once I was seen as important, and such a thing pleased me to no end. With this we could find Oz, even if it meant years.
Break was not happy.
I had not spoken to him since before the contract had been formed. We had gotten into a rather heated argument in which neither of us would apologise. We were similar souls both stubborn as mules. Of course he continued to guard me, but he would not join me in recreation at all. It was infuriating.
"Don't do it" he said simply. Setting down his tea.
We had been sitting on the veranda, enjoying the Earl Grey and Victoria Sponge, this had sprung out of nowhere.
"Grandmother agreed" I responded taking a sip of the warm liquid.
"She was frightened for you"
"nevertheless she agreed" I took another sip. Delicious. "I'm going to do it"
I would not look at him. I did not like when he spoke to me as so.
" You don't realise what it entails"
I set down my cup and pushed my chair away from the dinning table, and stood to leave. I would not have this conversation with him.
"Sharon" he said. I looked at him for the first time. I did not like his eyes. They were cold.
"Sit down" he commanded.
I glared at him.
"No. I will not be told by my…..my servant what I can and cannot do."
My throat stuck.
"What are you Xerks-nii? You do not have a role in my deciding. I am almost of age. 1 month and it will be so."
I felt the tears rising. Could he not see how much I wanted to help?
" You are neither my husband, father or brother. You have no form of authority over me. Leave It Be!"
His eyes were unbearable.
"You're a child milady" he responded simply.
How much this infuriated me at the time.
"And what can you say you are?" I glared back.
"Well informed on the matter. It will be a decision you will live to regret" his eyes softened slightly and he placed his hand over his heart. "Just trust me."
" No. I can see a dozen benefits to such a thing. I can help everyone. It is safe. Grandmother has a chain, as do you. It could be a step closer in finding Oz" I recited softly.
" Sit Sharon. I may finish the cake if you do not" he laughed.
"Strawberryyyyyyyy Yummmmmmy" Emily quipped.
"Be serious Xerks-nii. What plausible reasons are there against such a thing?" I demanded.
He began to pick at the cake. A habit he had when he was thinking intensely.
"You will not age" he said and then ate the strawberry on top. He glanced up at me.
I took a moment to think.
"It is not ideal but fourteen is the perfect age for such a thing…. I will remain youthful" I smiled jokingly.
He did not smile back.
"Fourteen forever Sharon. You will not grow." he replied, emphasizing each word.
I folded my hands.
"I am well aware of what forever means" I retorted.
"I do not think you do" His eyes bore into me. This was a side to Break that scared me. Almost as if he was trying to force me to understand him through mind manipulation.
"I am perfectly happy with my choice. Discussion ended." I attempted to say but it merely came out as a hoarse whisper. I turned to the garden, and was about the discuss the wonderful work the gardener had done on the hedges when he spoke.
"I have not finished this discussion Sharon"
"Then discuss it with yourself, Xerxes"
Although it was cruel of me I did not care. He could hate me all he wished but I would not change my mind. I wanted to be a member of Pandora. I could not take a backseat in watching him do all the hard work. I was a woman. Yes. Limited in what I was allowed to achieve. Perhaps so. But this was one decision I had in my hands. I did not have to be a wife of a duke, sewing, knitting, reading everyday. I could be of real use. Age was very little to ask for such a huge opportunity. Surely it was?