Thread: A Journey to a Safer Place (Angel + Strmas)

Ilyza clutched the blanket tighter as she saw him sit up and then stand up and her cheeks turned a fierce red of shame and humiliation for her current state as she looked up at him. Then as she heard his deep voice, a tingling feeling went down her spine and she felt the overwhelming sensation of safety, security, desire, and longing, but she also felt something else, perhaps it was the desire to please him, to do anything he told her to. She bit her bottom lip, she thought that it was love and then as he lifted up the blanket and she felt a slight cool breeze, she came back to her senses. She realized that he could see that down there and she scrambled to place her good leg over her bad leg to cross them and hide as much as she could as her cheeks turned a darker red and she could only manage a sheepish smile as he scolded her and told her that she couldn't walk on it for another day or two as it needed to heal properly. She watched him curiously, seeing a new expression on his face and for a brief second she thought she had done something wrong, then she too caught the foul scent and her head turned in the direction of the dirty clothes. She looked at him again and then scrambled for the blanket as he picked her up, but even then the blanket slipped to her waist and her breasts were revealed. She blushed a darker red and as he set her down, she pulled the blanket back up and over herself. She looked at the pouch of herbs and to the pot as she bit her bottom lip as she looked up at him. She wasn't accustomed to having to work, as she used to be of royalty in her village, most of the servants did the work for her. Her nose wrinkled at the thought of that and she expected Kryton to do all the work, and she didn't have to do any. She picked up the pouch of herbs and looked at it as Kryton went outside and then she set it back down, opened it and took a small handful, sprinkling them into the pot as she huffed, almost pouting, she didn't want to do work, she just wanted to sit here by the fire and stay warm, while Kryton waited upon her, as she was accustomed to doing. She put the herbs on the table beside her and looked at the door again as he came back in with roots, and wood. She smiled softly up at him, seeing him, made the overwhelming sensation come back, and though, she had not noticed, when he had left, she had longed for him to come back. Then she watched him curiously as she asked, her accent thick, What are......you doing? She leaned forward slightly, watching as she saw him leaving again. She frowned, the feeling of longing for him to come back filled her again and she swallowed hard. Then she smiled again as he came back with a rabbit. Her nose wrinkled as he told her to skin and clean the rabbit. That's something the servants who were men would do at her village, and she never had to worry about getting any blood or fur on her. She set her jaw in a stubborn line, she wouldn't do it, she didn't want blood or fur on her or the blanket. She picked up the rabbit and set it on the table, folding her arms over her chest as she put the knife down beside the rabbit and the roots as she pouted and looked at the door, wanting Kryton to come back.