Thread: A Dark Courtship (Karth and Erato)

As the moon silently beamed down onto the earth below it a hooded figure, occasionally visible via the bright globe in the sky and the softer lamplight, effortlessly strode down the empty streets as his silent footsteps lead him on his way. In fact the figure was utterly noiseless his cloak did not rustle in the harsh mountain wind, his breath inaudible, not even the sound of chattering teeth floated out from under the hood as the figure continued on with his personal duty. In many ways anyone who would have been out that night, walking the same streets as the silhouette, might have considered looking twice, unsure of what they saw out of the corner of their eye was real. Walking round a corner, a woman, dressed ridiculously for this time of night, let alone parading round the streets, stood in front of him, a smile upon her face. Um... excuse me sir... Did you need some company tonight? A shy voice asked as she fluttered her eyelashes at him. Pushing his hood back from his face, the girl averted her eyes as the male gazed at her with his green eyes as if with his stare he could pierce her soul and see her true nature. It had become more common as the years went on for young girls to sell themselves on the streets, even though rumours of mysterious deaths had been occurring of late. Before the man could give her his reply she gripped his hands pulling them to her chest as she tried to press herself against him, trying with all her might to make some cash, most likely to feed her family or whatever offspring she had been unlucky enough to conceive so early. At the touch to her bosom, the males head exploded with thoughts, with wants, primal urges, but even with the scent of her skin so close to his, the sweet sound of her voice as she tried to coax him into bed, the feel of her heart beating wildly against her chest with hopes, with fears, he had to turn her down. I am deeply regretful my young lady but I have already satisfied myself tonight and I cannot tarry anymore... His voice told her, as smooth as milk, charming her all the way to her soul. But please keep off the streets tonight... Do not let yourself become a victim to any man this eve. With this the male reached into his cloak, and placed two gold coins into the females hand before wrapping her fingers around the precious metal. Looking up, tears filling her eyes as she looked up to the face that had acted so kindly to her, her view misted as she could make out his shoulder length black hair, his eyes imploring her to move and the way he held himself, like he was royalty of some kind. Turning on her heel she smiled broadly to him, all sense of fear abandoned now as she started rushing down the street only to turn back and shout loudly. Thank you kind sir! Her footsteps becoming quieter and quieter as she disappeared from view. Pulling the hood back over his head the figure continued on, his mind wandering to whether he had truly spared the girl out of kindness or for the sense of guilt to what he had done to the girl he had met earlier tonight. Either way, money was no problem to him, so he could spare the coin, and furthermore his mind quickly focussed itself to the task at hand. Turning another corner he entered the shadows but did not appear from the other side, as far as anyone who would have been watching would have seen, the hooded man had disappeared from view.