Thread: The Queen's Harem! ...er...I mean...Retinue! (Javorcek X SomethingEsoteric)

As the slaver gallivanted and guffawed about the throne room, joyously explaining the results of his deal with the other girls Faith felt more alone than she had in quite some time. As much as her time with the slaver had been a battle of contrition with her punitive little heart Faith was nothing if not adaptable and she could find the most twisted of comforts in ugly scenes and existences her time with the Slavic had been no different of course, it was new and sometimes she enjoyed convincing herself it was an exploration an adventure into the unknown, shed never been allowed to leave her fathers fiefdom before, no matter how much of her weight at the first daughter she threw around, the furthest she could ever get was the edge, rolling country sides with low fences more to herd cattle and mutton than to keep anyone out yet like the livestock they so easily kept her inside did they not? The final border of the room that housed her gilded cage. Astor left and behind him closed the door to the next but the fur cloak about her nude body made her feel less alone. Almost as if detached from the room she curled her neck, cheek lowering toward her shoulder nestling against the fur that wrapped it affectionately. Faith loved the feeling of luxurious pelts and textiles against her alabaster flesh, loved how soft, tender, warming the embraces of such things could feel, it almost chocked her up, the nostalgia of it all. Plaintive eyes shifted from her cloak to the queen, cheer up , she was told. Faith could do that for her. Im sure living here is a grace. She responded coolly before letting her eyes shift back to the fur, a small smile tugging at her lips as she continued to enjoy the feeling against her face. A grace, an unmerited gift, to most at least Faith deserved it by birth right, it was no gift really, it was more like a reprisal of sorts. This was where she belonged and whether she liked it or not one day it was where she would have ended up regardless somehow leashed to on greater than herself for reasons and results far out of her control. My deepest apologies for my behavior my queen. Im afraid all my preparation for this inevitability j a small chuckle no less plaintive than her eyes made her lips tremble I it wasnt often in Faiths life words escaped her and even less often she couldnt force speech that was anything shy of graceful. If she told her she would take that opportunity a year from now, gushed over the chance of it surely it would be insulting, if she stammered an agreement that she was sure it was okay to live here and it wouldnt be awful she worried it may not sound genuine enough, if she said nothing at all surely it would be unfortunate all in all Faith just raised her head and wrapped herself a little tighter, May I have one of these my queen? Faith asked, One of my own? it was all she could think to say and odd as it may have sounded from her own lips it was a desire she felt within, she wanted to have nice things in her life again. - The girls in the room beyond Clarissa all giggles and leered on Alvera with narrow eyes and curled rueful lips, it seemed Alvera was the only person in the entire kingdom that crossed the higher paths, specifically Alvera and Clarissas that didnt realize Clare was madly in love with her, loyalty on both of their end of the complicated triangle held them back from truly realizing the depth of commitment they could find for each other. Not at all Alvera. She whispered before following her out into the hallway to begin their trip to the throne room so the new girl that had Alvera stammering could be collected and prepared for their first night together. Alvera, Clarissa chuckled endearingly, How long have we known each other? She went on to tease, looking over her shoulder at the bumbling woman with affection so torpid in her eyes. -and still you insist on walking behind me and more over an exasperated huff flared her nostrils Clare shaking her head. -and Im lucky to have you guiding me now guide, stop following. Her feet stopped and she fell in file with Alvera taking her arm from her and wrapping her own two around it so they were walking close by to each other side by side. -and please Alvera, call me Clare at least once. A longing request followed by an awkward chuckle to move passed it. Yknow, I almost agreed this year. to leave. But you said it Im very good with the girls. I wouldnt wish it on anyone else and I wouldnt wish anyone less than capable on Danikas hands. I couldnt leave in good conscience if I wanted to. Clare didnt lament in saying it, she sounded amused in her resignation. Besides, I wouldnt get to have you playing my shadow every other day would I? more endearment in her voice and even more after in the tongue dipping passed her lips to waggle at Alvera as she squeezed her arm.