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- I really enjoy romance in my roleplays; however, I do prefer to work up to it using suspense, tragedy, and mystery. The majority of my roleplays also dive into the libertine section, though I don't prefer this to be the main genre or focus.
Feeling both offended and disheartened, Evangeline just frowned. Clearly, she had thought that Wes was a different person... perhaps someone that would be like a breath of fresh air in that cold, stuffy house. Maybe that he would act differently than his brothers. Though he did not outwardly say her position was merely to have children, cook and clean, she could almost hear it in his voice. He did not counter what everyone else had drilled into her head, what she would become.
In the end, Evangeline wasn't entirely sure what she had expected from him. Maybe that he would pick her up and carry her off, living with her in the depths of the forest. It sounded like a beautiful life. Still, Eva knew it was foolish and wishful thinking. Such things were both selfish and nearly impossible.
Rolling onto her side, Evangeline merely decided to ignore Wes. She prayed that in a few hours she'd be able to muster up the courage and strength to tell him she was ready to leave.
It was quite amazing; just last night she never wanted to leave his arms, and now she wanted to get as far away from his as she possibly could. She was merely upset and broken, thinking that the man had led her onto believe he was someone, or could do something, he could not. The thought of returning to that stupid house and that stupid man made her stomach curl.
Arathi, seeming to sense the young woman's plight, soon abandoned his master with saddened eyes, as though apologizing for leaving him. He rounded the young woman, sat down in front of her, and rested his chin against her forehead. Despite her tears, Eva couldn't help but smile at that.
"Hello," she murmured, reaching out and scratching the pup underneath his chin, "aren't you a sweet little fellow."
Seeming to agree, Arathi yaps and then plants a wet kiss on her cheek. Though most women would be disgusted and push him away, she merely giggled and allowed him to lick the salt from her skin. "You are a silly animal!" Soon enough the furry creature is curling up beside her, his breathing going swallow and his big eyes staring up at her. Evangeline smirked and kissed his wet nose. "Do not look at me like that." Her ribs and her side were still aching, but she did not want to face Wes right now. She just hoped that soon they'd make the trek back to the house (however far away that was) and end this madness.
In the end, Evangeline wasn't entirely sure what she had expected from him. Maybe that he would pick her up and carry her off, living with her in the depths of the forest. It sounded like a beautiful life. Still, Eva knew it was foolish and wishful thinking. Such things were both selfish and nearly impossible.
Rolling onto her side, Evangeline merely decided to ignore Wes. She prayed that in a few hours she'd be able to muster up the courage and strength to tell him she was ready to leave.
It was quite amazing; just last night she never wanted to leave his arms, and now she wanted to get as far away from his as she possibly could. She was merely upset and broken, thinking that the man had led her onto believe he was someone, or could do something, he could not. The thought of returning to that stupid house and that stupid man made her stomach curl.
Arathi, seeming to sense the young woman's plight, soon abandoned his master with saddened eyes, as though apologizing for leaving him. He rounded the young woman, sat down in front of her, and rested his chin against her forehead. Despite her tears, Eva couldn't help but smile at that.
"Hello," she murmured, reaching out and scratching the pup underneath his chin, "aren't you a sweet little fellow."
Seeming to agree, Arathi yaps and then plants a wet kiss on her cheek. Though most women would be disgusted and push him away, she merely giggled and allowed him to lick the salt from her skin. "You are a silly animal!" Soon enough the furry creature is curling up beside her, his breathing going swallow and his big eyes staring up at her. Evangeline smirked and kissed his wet nose. "Do not look at me like that." Her ribs and her side were still aching, but she did not want to face Wes right now. She just hoped that soon they'd make the trek back to the house (however far away that was) and end this madness.