Casual tone strikes almost like daggers, what once inspired awe from the king only inflicts frost like winds to join the ice in the lower circles of his stomach.
“You’ve not been honest with me, not fully my DEAR,” bitterness slowly swallows each syllable without restraint, “now, I can’t fully enlighten you, for we’d be here for who knows how long but allow me to ease some of the burden…”
Fingers pressed upon the desk as he leaned forward almost as if to tell a secret before coming to halt, eyes never left hers as he went on, “you’ve told me many of your favourite activities..but failed to mention MURDER as one.”
♛ | ❛ —————– WHATEVER ENCHANTMENT THAT HAD BEWITCHED him before, the very one to bring him to her bed, to entangle them so wretchedly had appeared to have faded. BLOOD THIRST was now ingrained in her nature, a necessaryEVIL, inescapable to preserve all she had achieved. only from the stiff, cold fingers of her corpse would one pry the crown. & it was he whose attentions were paid to courtiers, obliviously or not. she was this MONSTROSITY.
❛ 'tis a necessary part of this life. ❜
though her features did not betray her, the tone of her retort laid bare her brimming VEXATION, the hinge of her mandible tightening whilst talons seemed to rake across her flesh.
❛ you have no right to condemn me ! & if this disquiets so then LEAVE in haste. for you nor any righteous power can alter me ! ❜
monsters & beasts had marred her so, tearing away the skin to expose what was within. if he was to withdraw his self-righteous company, she would soon find another.
