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Thread: Stranger

The light that he saw was only that of a chopper flying overhead. It was still early in the evening as Rue pushed into the room. Her eyes flashed int he darkness and she didn't see him. Look, where are you? I don't know why you ran. If I said something wrong I am sorry.
Thread: Stranger

Fuck it he thought he stepped back out into the living room looking Rue in the eyes. Im a vampire. Seeing the look in her face he just looks at the ground. I know vampires arn't real blah blah but trust me we are very real. His body started to relax trying to show her he wasn't a threat. We are every where but always forced to hide in the shadows. As you can guess people don't take to our kind very openly. He smiles almost laughing. Hell they try to burn me twice I am a vampire not a witch. Your species can be very silly at times. He looks at her his eyes glowing red out of anger now. You dare call us the monsters yet we don't kill to feed. No your the ones always at war building bigger better bombs to kill more people quicker. A smile crossing his face the fire in his eyes cooling down. Im sorry I barely know you I shouldn't judge so quick. Im trying to be a better vamp I really am. He looks up sure she still didn't believe him. But soon he was across the room her in his arms his fangs fully extend blunging into her neck. This time stopping before she passes out he looks into her eyes her blood on his lips. Believe me hat Im a vampire ?
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

Crista!! CRISTA!!! It was the same wake up call she heard every morning. Still sore from the night before, Crista groaned as she rolled over on her makeshift bed of straw and an old sheet on the stone floor of the kitchen storage room. She knew she had to rise before they called again or she'd suffer dearly for it later. And so with a sigh, she sat herself up, pausing a moment, before wobbling her way to her feet. She could not recall when she had crawled her way to her bed last night, but looking down at least she did it with her clothing still on. No time to dilly dally any longer as she quickly climbed the few steps into the kitchen. Cook was so kind to already have the breakfast trays ready for her. Everyone within the house knew how she suffered and tried their best to make her life as easy as they could, when they could. Thank you Rebecca, the fair, dark haired beauty smiled pleasantly to the plump cook as she went to pick up the trays... all four of them. She had become very good at balancing things in the last three years since her father passed away. That was when she went from being a lady of the house to a servant of the house. Among other things. She quickly took the trays towards the stairs. The first stop was her first stepsister's room, Susanna. She demanded a new night cap from the markets today. Something pink and frilly. Her pale purple one did not please her anymore. Yes stepsister. The second stop was across the hall to her other stepsister's room, Danella. As Crista laid her tray down, Danella demanded a new hairbrush from the market... her's had hair in it. Heaven forbid, thought Crista once her back was turned to leave and she was able to roll her eyes. The last stop was in the master bedroom, where her stepmother and her... she didn't quite know what to call him. Stepfather she supposed. Murder would be fit better in the long run. He was the one that took her father from her after all. Everyone with a brain in their head knew it, yet no one dare to or even just say anything about it. Not even she. Especially she. Her sweet father had married Juliet, her stepmother, after a long hard period of mourning when her real mother passed away. It was a long time ago, but she could still recall that her mother was sweet and fair. When her father died, Juliet had her lover in her bed withing the week afterward. No time of moaning, no dressing in black. They married with a month. It was not long after their wedding that Crista realized just how much her life had changed. She pushed open the door and greeted them bow with a curtsy and bow of her head, Good morning... mistress. Good morning master.
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

Dilian Culwich leaned up from where he had been laying next to his mistress. At least those that knew him the best knew that to be his true name, few of those living knew his name. He and his mistress had planned this con perfectly allowing her to gain access to the family and gain the favor of the Baron. It was not long after they were married before Dilian put a knife into the Baron??s back as he was out in the field, which Dilian still couldn??t understand why he had been there. The two cons had not waited to marry and put Dilian as the Baron taking the manor the land and the money for themselves. He looked over at the girl that was the only thorn in their side if anyone ever found out just a little of their plot she would get everything. Fortunately the only one that could tell anyone about what happened was her and that is why they took special steps to be sure that she never felt free to talk to anyone. He leered at her his nostrils flaring in arousal if only his mistress would let him she would be totally broken in moments, ever since he moved in with them Crista had been subjected to the worst sexual torture?except one thing. No matter what his mistress would not let him fuck her. growling softly he smirked, ??It??s ??bout time you lazy slut.? First thing in the morning and last thing at night it was almost a rule that they verbally degrade her just to keep her down.
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

Forgive me, master, she said as she lowered her eyes even more, I would have been here sooner but- Before she could explain that she had been tending first two the other ladies of the house, her stepmother cut in. She spoke in a calm, yet malicious tone. Almost sweet really to someone that heard it for the first time, but to Crista, it was a terrible tone that made chills run down her spine. What have I told you about that word, Crista? Juliet said as she two sat up next to her partner in the bed, shooting the poor girl a sly smirk of a smile. Crista swallowed a little and held her breath, I never have a reason to use the word. There are no excuses for a lowly slave such as I. That's right. You exist only to benefit those above you. And being tardy with our breakfast certainly does not benefit us... now does it? No mistress. It does not. Forgive me, Crista only hoped she was for the time being. She hated to start her day off with a punishment. For a tense moment, it seemed Juliet was throwing the idea around in her head before she finally gave a dismissive wave of her hand, For now, you are. Now, don't just stand that like the lazy slut you are, bring us our trays! Yes mistress, Crista quickly moved across the room to lay a tray in each of their laps while she went about the rest of her daily morning routine, Is there anything I can fetch for you at the market this morning mistress... master?
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

Waiting for the tray he quickly started to eat taking a moment to look up at her as she asked if they needed anything from the market. Taking a moment to look at his partner and now wife he drank from the cup that was given to him. ??Yes something more decent then this piss you call wine.? He threw the cup at her missing totally hitting the wall beside her instead the remains of the liquid splashing everywhere. Dilian was a heavy drinker when he felt like it and normally spent a large amount of the day at least partially drunk if not passed out because of having too much. he turned his attention back to the food as though she was not worth anymore of his time. -------- Prince Aiden slipped slowly along the wall of the hallway. He knew that his personal guard was going to be around here somewhere, he just had to find away? ??And just what is your majesty doing!? The voice frozen Aiden in the spot, he knew that he had been caught and that there was nothing for it now. ??Thomas I need to get out of here!? he turned to look at the guard that was just a few years older than himself. ??You know what it??s like in here you just have to let me have one day of good clean air.? Thomas raised an eyebrow at the prince that he had just caught trying to sneak out of the palace grounds. ??No prince Aiden I do not have to on this your father??s orders overrule your own.? He placed a hand on the prince??s shoulder smirking slightly. ??But those orders assume that I saw you.? Aiden smirked also clapping his dear friend on the shoulder before turning and running out the postern gate quickly heading into the village while the sun still rose slowly waking those that needed to hurry to their days work.
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

Crista hardly even flinched with him throwing the wine. Once upon a time, it did, but by now she was use to it. Like second nature really for things to be happening around her like this. Of course master. And for you mistress? So far, her list was not a horrible one. At least they were not asking for items she knew would later come back to haunt her. But then Juliet spoke... Pick up rope Crista. Strong rope. And a new riding crop. You recall that I broke the last one. She smirked the whole while she spoke, casually cutting up her food and eating like a proper lady. Even through she was a proper bitch. No, get going. You will be back by lunch or suffer for it. Away! Juliet gave her a dismissive gesture of her hand. Crista grew a little pale and nodded her head into a bow, As you wish mistress. She was quick to depart. It was not like she had much time. It was 815 now, she had to be back and ready to serve the house hold lunch in the dining room by noon. Lord help her if she wasn't. She didn't make it once and never wanted to experience that kind of punishment again. Took her 30 minutes to walk to town and another 30 back, so... if she departed now, she could at least take some time to walk about. Could not buy anything. Looking had to be enough for her. She could not afford anything, and even if she could, bringing it into the house would be a mistake. If anyone found it... punishment once again! Going down to the kitchen, she took her cloak off the hook by the door and was away down the road. Occasional, a passing traveler or neighbor would wave and she would smile and save back. No one knew her hidden pain inside since this whole thing happened. A few even offered her a ride into town. She could only smile and decline, letting them go along there way and continue walking while they rode off. Anything that made things easier for her was off limits. She sighed and half hour later, finally arrived, feet tired already, but she had a list. Starting with her stepsisters items, they were simple finds. The wine would be next, and the rope and whip last. She dreaded having to buy the whip and rope, so saved it for last. In fact she had quickly picked up the wine as well, placing it in her market basket and had some time to kill just looking about. The only time she really had to herself. Walking past a stand, some simply beautiful fabrics caught her eye. How nice it would be to have a fine summer dress made of the pretty lavender pattern... she sighed once again.
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

Aiden stretched sighing in content after the invigorating walk from the palace. ??Mmmm such a beautiful day.? He walked through the town heading for the market quickly smiling and flirting just a little with a few of the girls. It was nothing much merely smiles and maybe a soft kiss of their hand making them blush and hurry away. There was something about that simple ability of treating a woman like a lady that made both their days and his. He was not even paying attention to what he was doing, who he met, or where he was going. Besides pumping into a few people and animals nothing really ever came of his almost air-headedness. As long as the cobble stones were undamaged and others were watching where they were going nothing to horrible happened. Needless to say his foot suddenly caught on a stone that stuck out just enough farther than the others and he went sprawling backwards. His arms flailed out to stop his fall grabbing on to some poor innocent passing girl pulling her down with him. they ended up in a tangled mess on the ground with people around them laughing at the sight. ??I am so sorry miss I did not mean to grab you like that.? He said as they were still trying to right themselves.
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

It all happened so swiftly. One moment, she was turning to walk away from one stand to the next when suddenly she was on the ground, her basket landing next to her. Her first thought, before even if she was hurt or not was... please let everything in the basket be alright! Crista feared the wine would not have survived the fall. If it hadn't, she did not have enough coin to be another one! Oh no! she whispered a little as she struggled to her knees and started franticly looking through the basket. The bottle was NOT broken, only then did she finally breath in relief and move her focus to other things. She had crashed into someone, that was her next thought. Of please do not let it be someone important. Someone that knew her family. That was all she needed was one of Juliet's stuck up friends reporting back that she was a clumsy girl and knocked them over. Crista did not even realize that it was him that had caused the crash. And so, she automatically went into begging for forgiveness mode, just to be safe, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry sir. I'm to clumsy for my own good... At last her eyes rose to finally see who it was she had collided with. Time seemed to just pause then, if only for a moment. He certainly was not one of Juliet's friends. She would recall a handsome man like his easily. In fact, she had never seen this man before in her life. It was a thought that suddenly made her sad. He was the kind of man you could see every day forever and never go tired of looking upon him. He was like an image from a dream. Crista started to stumble over her apologizes, I... I'm s... sorry... sir...
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

As Aiden??s eyes came up to meet hers he smiled on instinct. It was warm and welcoming and a true smile not just something that you put on when you want to appease someone. He was a bit taken aback for a moment as she started saying she was sorry for what had clearly been his fault. Time had indeed seemed to stop totally for the both of them as their eyes finally locked onto the others. it was as though throughout all time everything in the world was working up to this one point and now destiny was deciding what would be done next. Finally he found his tongue yet again smiling all the more. ??No no beautiful lady it was not your fault in anyway.? He reached out and took the handle of her basket standing holding it for her without asking. His other hand was held out to her to help her stand. he could not believe two things, one how beautiful she was even under the dirt, grime and if he wasn??t mistaken bruises. The second was how someone could do this to such a beautiful maid as she was. It was clear that her family had either fallen on hard times or her servants were very lax in their duties for her to be in this shape because she surly must have been a noble lady.
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

He called her beautiful? He actually called her... beautiful? It was suddenly as she was standing watching them from another angle. She could see how she looked and it was certainly anything BUT beautiful. She had to have misheard his words. A trick of her mind. She shook her head a few times to attempt to clear it, No, no... she started once again, kindly protesting his hand with her own, waving it slightly and starting to pull herself up on her own. She was not at all accustomed to being helped with it being some kind of trick. But then she reconsidered it. It could be a trick NOT to take it. Somewhere in her head, everyone plotted against it. Call it paranoia. Yes indeed call it that. And thank Juliet for it's presence in her everyday life. She was already half to her feet before she took his hand, but it made time stop once again. This time, a sort of spark seemed to suddenly connect them. A simple touch, yet it felt like so much more. Even when she was one her feet, her hand continued to rest in his. It was... my fault... she commented softly.
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

He felt the spark also and felt another as he looked slightly down into her eyes again. He had heard about this feeling in books but had never believed it to be really true. He stood there looking into her eyes for the longest moment not feeling time pass at all. ??I swear it was mine my lady and I would fane to know the name of the beautiful woman that I have wronged this day so that I might repay you in some way.? It was in that moment that he realized where he was and that it was not the king??s court. Taking a moment to look around he realized that many of the people were giving him weird stares wondering why he was speaking so elegantly. ??I mean please forgive me Miss I wasn??t looking where I was going.? He said taking on the air of a common man rather than one used to the high court, also slipping his hand out of hers.
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

She was certainly one of the ones looking at him a little oddly. Not only used that word again, 'beautiful' but a serious of others that not normal person would ever speak to her. Not unless... her hand snapped away slightly in that final moment as their hands parted ways. The thought this was somehow a tricky trap of one of her stepmother's friend suddenly came racing to her head once again. Her manner changed, she became like a frightened animal, looking for a ways of escape. The moment she spoked an opening, she was swift to take it, even though she highly regretted being in his presence any longer, You are forgiven, though truly there is nothing to forgive. Somehow she had taken her basket back from him in the confusion and it rested upon her arm once again, Good day sir, she said with a quick bow of respect and she turned, walking away. She could not help but feel a pain in her very heart as she walked away. Some kind of distant feeling inside that this was wrong. She was walking in the wrong direction. She should be walking towards him, not away. But her head overpowered her heart and so she kept moving off into the crowd, not even giving him her name.
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

He just stood there watching as she grabbed the basket and rushed away. He could almost feel a part of his heart going with her. he could only stand there watching her disappear into the crowd. In a instant he realized that he was letting something slip through his grasp that he needed to have in his life. he wasn??t going to let that happen. ??Hey wait!? he started after her through the press of people doing his best to try and catch her before she got too far.
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

She truly did seem to vanish into the crowds. Glancing back she saw him starting to give chase on her, but she knew this market very well. Better than most. Two quick movements and she had turned herself around, out of his sight. She was soon heading right back the way they came while he was still moving the way the way she had gone. Taking one more glance back, she saw him drifting away. Once more that tugging at her heart filled her, trying to get her to turn around one more time and follow him, talk to him again, but she would not give in. She decided it best to finish her tasks and just get home early. She turned and started to head for the one place she could get the rope and the riding crop... on of the local stable master's stalls.
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

Finally he stopped somewhere deeper in the market he had totally lost her. he could feel his heart almost give out at the thought that she might be gone for good. He turned around and started to walk back through the market not caring where he went almost wanting to walk off a cliff rather than go through life without at least knowing her name. he sighed and took one look up just for a moment not caring what was going on around him. it was that look that saved his heart. There she was walking toward one of the smaller stables not on the look out for him just going about her normal business. Quickly and silently he started to follow her doing his best to remain hidden.
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

She was standing at the stall, speaking with the middle aged seller. The two seemed to know one another well. They did much business together. What can I get for you today? he asked her with a hearty smile. Well, she started, looking at the items on display, the baron and baroness need rope and a new riding crop today. Something a little strong then the last time for both. Stronger?! he asked, shocked. What kind of horse are those two training?! The last riding crop I sold you was a brutal one. The animal still has not broken? Oh the things she could respond to that with. How could she tell him she knew VERY well how brutal that last crop was and that SHE was the animal that they were trying to break. It's a very...... spirited animal, was the only reply she could come up with. Well, I have one a bit stronger. Wait here... but you tell the baron and baroness that I recommend this be the strongest they EVER on a horse, he started to move towards the storage area to get her items for her. His parting words before vanishing into the back were, They certainly are brutal on their animals... Tell me about it... she whispered on a sigh.
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

Aiden stood to one side watching the exchange and wondering who she could be talking about. surely she was the baroness not a servant like she was acting. Something did not fit right and he planned to find out just what it was. He waited while the seller went back into storage still trying to work out something to make it so she didn??t run away this time. Finally he moved over standing behind her just a little bit away and coughed lightly. ??You are a hard one to follow you must know this market well. ??
Thread: Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

She jumped, a little startled to hear him speak to her once more. Her heart fluttered at the sound, knowing it was her mystery man before she even had to look. When at last she did look, her heart went and fluttered once again. He was just....... sooo handsome. You again, she said, trying to hide her happiness that he was there, that he had followed her. You followed me? I don't see why. You know I should not talk to you. You are complete stranger...
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He smiled, ??Why shouldn??t I follow you? After all it is not often that a man comes upon such a rare find as you in the market. I guess today was just my lucky day.? He smiled charmingly his hand going to rest on the cover of the stall only slightly hemming her in so she could not get away. He wasn??t blocking her but his body language screamed that he wanted her to stay. ??I cannot let you get away till I at least know your name.?