Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2015 13:37:58 GMT -5
There was a look in her eyes, a hesitation in her gaze that was there in a moment and gone in a next, but it was the first time he had really seen weakness in her before. It amused him though he chose to keep such amusement private for now. What had she come to consider of him? What had her expectation changed too? A little part of him reeled, just briefly at the actions he had confronted her with, but nothing was off-limits to this man. Façade was important, it maintained his success. What was play and what was real was often lost on his victims, even his family struggled to keep up with what was the ‘real’ face of this man. He was not about to let this woman, who intrigued him but was still something of a stranger, come to understand him better…
As she slipped her arm into the crook of his, a smirk danced its way over his features. He wanted to torment her, to tell her not to worry for her virtue, to be cruel in a comment about her cane or her breasts to demean her and make her feel small and insignificant. It was what he had done before- but he did not. The thought merely danced in his mind and disappeared off into the abyss, he found he did not want to do that too her and he remembered at the tail of their last meeting he had offered her his sword should she one day needed it. Something about her, it gave him an honourable feeling in his ego, like an injection of…’niceness’.
And so, Ra followed, silent. Letting her, for now, take the lead on this moment, their step into the study and the conversation that had need to follow….
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@anneliesevann
As she slipped her arm into the crook of his, a smirk danced its way over his features. He wanted to torment her, to tell her not to worry for her virtue, to be cruel in a comment about her cane or her breasts to demean her and make her feel small and insignificant. It was what he had done before- but he did not. The thought merely danced in his mind and disappeared off into the abyss, he found he did not want to do that too her and he remembered at the tail of their last meeting he had offered her his sword should she one day needed it. Something about her, it gave him an honourable feeling in his ego, like an injection of…’niceness’.
And so, Ra followed, silent. Letting her, for now, take the lead on this moment, their step into the study and the conversation that had need to follow….
~~
@anneliesevann