Thread: His  Daughter the Slave [Edward Thatch  Karo]

From the moment she stirred and noticed that he had kept watch over her all night, the moment saw he was aware she was awake he turned his face from her. He would not look at her. When retrieving their meal and even while eating, he sat with his back to her. When she moved about the room he turned his face to his gaze would not fall on her. When she walked up to him with the end of the leash in her hand he dropped his face into his hands and let out a sob. Finally he said, I know you saw the look of a man's appreciation of a woman in my eye yesterday, my daughter. I have seen how it has changed how easy and carefree you used to be with me. Twice in the last six hours, you have covered yourself from my sight when once it would have been nothing between us. Head still lowered and in fact it seemed as it he was trying to bury his face in his own lap. I assure you they were errant thoughts. A man wonder at the marvelous of the hand of the Master Craftsman in creating his crowning achievement you. You are a gorgeous woman, a beauty beyond even your mother. I will not lie and say I will never see and savor the beauty that is in you. The gloriousness wrought by the gods in you. I will not lie and say a lustful thought did not enter my mind nor would it ever again. You are wrought by the gods to be the epitome of feminine beauty, to my mind at least. I honestly cannot comprehend how you can stand being in the same room with me knowing that even though a passing thought as it was, I was still able to have such a thought about you, my daughter, love of my life, seed of my soul. I cannot imagine what torture, what hell the next 13 years will be like for you tied to such a beast as can find such a simple pleasure in his daughter's sublime beauty. He sighed and let all that sink in for a long moment then before either of them could make it worse by speaking about it more he said. Those two whole chests over there are filled with your clothes, as least the ones I always remembered you favoring. No, I do not want to put the lease on you, but know at some point I must. When that point comes, I will do it. I failed to protect you and so brought you to this, I will not fail to do what is needful to get you out. And however repugnant and disgusting we believe their customs are, I plan to keep us locked away in this room at least two, maybe three days. As untrue as it will be, they will believe I have taken you as a pleasure slave and so will assume I will ensure you will always be close at hand which in itself means more freedoms for you. Like only a month in the collar instead of the normal year. Finally looking up into her eyes with his heavily laden with tears he asks if there is any part of this plan she would change or think better of. Then, she saw a new first from her father. Even swearing fealty to their king he was powerful enough a Lord to simply bow and place his hands between the Kings and say the words. But her powerful and proud father who had never knelt to any man knelt before her. His voice broke. I cannot ask forgiveness or understanding for whatever stray thoughts may enter my mind but whatever is mine to make this up to you I happily yield it to you. I cannot stand you being wary of me as if I were every other man. I am not. He removed his dagger and placed the hilt in her hand and the point over his heart, Anything it takes to make this right between us again, please, by all the gods take it.