The Dark Prince.

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"Under the orders of the king, you are to captured and excuted, Lady Morgana Scathelock. You are an accused practicioner of the forbidden arts, specifically witchcraft." a soldier announced as he stepped inside the bookshop, looking into space as he recited his warrant of arrest. The witch looked at them with a startled gaze, her yellow eyes widening as soon as she was found out. She knew it, she always knew it. She would be found out sooner or later, she always told Ethan -- but he never listened.

"I--I don't understand, what have I done to cause this?" Morgana asked, putting on an innocent face that seemed to work nicely. But she knew she couldn't do anything, this was under the King's orders. She had been saved once, but twice would be a blessing. Fighting back was always an option, she knew a vast number of spells, chants, and she was vampire. But these all came with a price: Ethan would be found out. She doesn't want him to fall, not her, she won't be the reason for that... Never.

"You were caught chanting in the commotion." the soldier said, as his fellows came to her, whose wrists held an iron grip around hers. Of course it was bearable, and breakable, but she had to play civillian and actinv was futile --- so she struggled. Stretching her wrists as if in agony, pain and reluctancy.

"No! I am not a witch! Where is your Chief? Where is he? Earl Ethan? Him... He knows I am innocent! Please!" she begged at the soldier, she knew theu will burn the book shop -- one of the only things she owned and have. She will not let them burn it, never. But where was her rescue? Ethan? "Earl Ethan!" she screamed as she was dragged out of her shop, the ends of her dress gathering the dirt on the ground as she struggled and moved.

*****

Soldiers barricaded the church, and out they came out -- dragging the priest out of the holy sanctuary he was not welcome to enter. They dragged the holy man to the back of the church where no one could see them, and where Ethan stood and waited to confront the nuisance of a priest.

The priest was presented before him, held by two strong soldiers by the arms. He eyed the priest, triumph danced around his eyes "Rip off his cross, and search his body." he instructed, and his troops followed. Removing all holy jewellry and items that the priest wore and kept, with disdain he looked at the priest "Don't even try, I know what you are up to. You, or any of your kind will not succeed."
 
The princess ran threw the courtyard and out the gates

Hushed whispers filled the kingdom as the princess ran frantically

"Saint peter!!" She shouted the priests name..

She looked in the direction of a crowd, yelling witch!! and other obscene comments, all she seen was someones feet being dragged along.

They were going towards the hanging grounds.

"Stop!!! Stoppit!" She yelled as the crowd subsided

"Princess? ... does the King know of your whereabouts? wheres your escort?" The executioner yelled while tightening the rope to half Morgana's Height

"What crime has she committed?" Anna said out of breath, ignoring their questions

"A witch" The executioner said smirking "we plan to burn her Alive.. this rope is for the priest"

He snickered..

Anna stared up at Morgana, who had some of the same allusive features as Ethan.. it was strange

but she had no time for this..

She ran on..


*****

She ran inside the church building, noticing the back door was opened, all the candles were blown out..

She took off her heels so not to make a sound as she approached the back doors she heard familiar voices..

Plural.

*********

"You are the Anti Christ.. The pinnacle of evil... and for everything you do..the very thing you find yourself not living with without.. everything you hunt.. May

others be as passionate in their hunt for you" She heard the priests voice say shakily, as if in pain.

She put her hand to her mouth and listened more intently...
 
Morgana stood beside the rope quietly, keeping her silence. They knew how to slay witches, and she shall be indeed -- dead, well that's what she was sentenced for. Normally she would be dead by the flames, but with her vampire descent -- well, in Ethan's type of vampire, a special flame was required in order to slay a vampire once and for all.

Blue flames.

Not just any, but from a fire conjured by turqoise and crystal clasping together. It was a hard procedure, but it was the only way -- the only other way would be repelling them with holy items and that's all to it. Morgana kept her mouth shut, she knew Ethan will come for her, she just knows. But the question was: When?

Time was decreasing minute by minute.

*******

"No I am powerful, priest. Nothing can stop me, not even you. Look at you, you are suffering... You are losing. In this world priest, in this world I created -- even your God won't be able to save you." Ethan said, his locks messed and unkept from battle, some stood and some hung above his eyes. His hand reached to his waist, where his silver dagger --- the very same one he used to slay the peasant from last night wrapped around his pale finger, grasping it tight.

Without another word, the blade quickly hit the priest in stomach. The shiny silver blade was once again covered in crimson, thick, red, and deadly. He pulled out a hankerchief and wiped his blade thoroughly -- holy men's blood never tasted good. They were bitter and uninviting. Even in death their God avoided their blood be consumed. Without looking up, he instructed his men "Take him away, he's dead -- but hang him in respect to the kings orders." he said as he pocketed his blade "Take Morgana to my studies, I will right her reputation with the King and make sure her shop isn't burned."

The soldiers nodded and followed immediately, dragging the priest towards a different route to avoid being found dead. The others went the other way to retrieve Morgana, and a few stayed in his company. He walked back to the commotion, his clothes were torn and stained with sweat, dirt and blood. The rally seemed to have died down, for everything was slowly turning back to normal -- aside from the mess in fron of the church.

It was like as if everything was a dream.

But it was not.

"Have this cleansed."
 
Anna could not believe what she had heard

She grasped the alter and silent tears ran down her face as she cupped her mouth shut

She was shaking now..


what was she to do? where was she to go?

Was Morgana his mistress? all this time.. maybe he was charming her..

to get on the good side of her father.

She ran out of the church with great haste

Pulling her hood over her head she escaped to the shadows where she found a short cut

to the castle.

***

She ran to her fathers chambers where of course he was not, out with the nobles,ranting about what has happened

"Where is it.." She shook as she looked threw his drawers for the necklas but she could not find it..

She slammed it shut and stood a moment leaning on the desk..Ho

How could she be so blind.. he was not a man... but something else.

She sighed trying to compose herself as she went inside her room quietly,

As Mary brushed her hair she stared outside the window with a blank expression

"Your too quiet" the girl said in a hushed whisper
as if not to upset the surrounding silence.

Anna blinked not answering..

She wouldnt. Or a trip to the mad house would be arranged
 
Morgana held up a proud smirk as she was lead to his study, she knew it well --- Ethan will always come for her. Whatever happens, she will not be forgotten, she'd like to think that it was because he cared about her and not because he wanted to protect himself. She couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, he did care for her already. She'd like to think so, she'd love to think so.

She walked along the carpeted floors, with her pointed heeled shoes walked with a sway as she paced along; straight-faced soldiers followed behind her, making sure she won't be escaping. She bit her lip as her fingers wrapped itself around the door handle, clicking it open and without a word she entered his study with the soldiers positioning themselves at the front -- guarding the entrance.

Morgana laughed heartily as she made herself comfortable on Ethan's chair, the scent of him lingering of the soft fabric cushion that she sat on "My, my, Ethan." she mused to herself, dreamy "You are indeed powerful, very powerful."

*****

"Where is the King?" Ethan inquired as he entered he castle, stopping by one of his men who were positioned near the main doors of the Castle. They gave him a respectful salute as he passed by "Where is the King?" Ethan repeated again, more demanding and brief.

"Throne room, Chief-Earl!" a soldier replied with discipline, adressing him with both of his titles. Ethan brushed passed him, he needs to right Morgana's reputation. It was necessary. Why did this happen after the princess returned? Is this a sign?

Ethan hoped not.

He had so much more at stake.

But for now, he needed to talk to the King.
 
The king was sitting outside talking with his closest noble friends about what had happened

"I just have so much at stake... if my daughter would have been killed, there would be no one to pass my crown to"

The king sighed drinking his wine

"Your highness, is it that.. you are going to give away that beautiful daughter or yours?"

The duke said raising an eye brow as a maid filled his glass higher

"It is... I have no son to pass on the crown when I am gone.. so I have no choice.. Many have asked of her but The most powerful,

The Prince of Spain fancies her.. " the king sighed.. It was still his daughter.. and the thought of giving her away was indeed nerve racking

"But then.. wouldn't Romania have to somewhat collide with Spain.. it wouldn't be Romania at all"One noble said

sounding almost frustrated "What you need is a man on that throne.. a Romanian." He some what demanded

The king sighed "But who? WHO? I dont have a son.. I am stuck" He concluded with himself

"He doesn't necessarily have to be a king your majesty.. could just be some one holding great power..."

The court was silent.. they all knew what hung in the air.

Ethan.

******

Anna began to light her candles quickly on her window and prayed harshly..

"I dont want to be damned... I know the dream my Lord..

I wont let myself be subject to him now that I know Hes a demon I wont

be the mother to a demon child.. give me a sign I wont please lord!!"

She begged in whispers..

A wind, comming from a small crack in the wall blew all of her candles out in one swish

She gasped..

No sign.. Just a reassurance of what is to come.
 
"Your Highness?" the door of the room opened in the quiet silence, there it appeared Ethan. Of course, coming from the ridiculous mess that happened in the city, he did not look his best. But he managed to retain his charm and elegance, even though he was messed and his clothes were torned. He pursed his lips at the sight of the King drinking wine, that's all he did, drink.

Doesn't he have anything better to do than that?

Like fixing his Kingdom? He couldn't believe how this King even drinks wine in the midst of the city riot problem. He tried to not to show though, he can't. He simply can't. But if he gets the crown, he doesn't have to worry about his --- the Kingdom would be under his hold.

"I have to talk to you about something, regarding Morgana Scathelock."
 
The king looked at the nobles.

"Forget the witch for a few moments.. come sit lad"

One of the kings closest nobles said gesturing towards a chair near him

"I have something to discuss with you.. along with the king.."

He looked at the boys tattered clothing

"Its in regards to Romania in the future.."

He continued though his eyes at the time disapproved of the young man

and the way he was dressed

"Do sit"

When all was settled they shooed away the guards

"Listen.. as you are well aware, the king only has a daughter..

We all hate it but we all age... if he doesn't find a powerful Romanian man to fill

his shoes when he departs this world, he will have no choice but to marry her off to foreigners..

and that means they take over this land which our ancestors have worked too hard for"


"The point is.. do you fancy my daughter?" The king said impatiently..

He didnt like the idea.. but it was true, Romania would fall if they didnt do something fast.

******


Anna had tried to forget about what she had just heard and seen with her own eyes..

She had her maids prepare a bath in the east wing, away from everyone where she could be at peace

She sighed as she got inside the waters, where the maids nodded and closed the wooden doors behind her

She needed peace... maybe here she would find it

If she did, she was likely to spend the night here, considering the bed space right across

It wasn't as big as her room.. but right now all she needed was closeness..

Her space needed to be invaded

To let her know she was not alone.


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Ethan looked at all the old men in front of him, though he knew in himself he wa much older than these people. What were they trying to pull? Sometimes even Ethan himself does not know what is going on in the heads of the King and the nobles, he only entered their head when he wanted to change something -- poisoning their way of thinking with his words. Other than that, he's unaware of their intentions.

All gazes were towards him, watching him, questioning him, and lingering upon him. All the other nobles studied him curiously, his face, his ruined garb --- they were stereotyping him. The King on the other hand however, looked at him in the sternest looked he could ever saw him project. His face was unmoving, his lips pursed; he didn't look like a stern King who ruled Romania but, a father protecting his daughter.

Anna.

Thinking back to their question, did he fancy her? Surely it always was the other way around, women fancied him but he never fancied them back. It was always unrequited, that how it always went. He never loved, nor liked. That's why this question striked him more than anything else that was ever asked to him... But then he realized something, there was a possibility that if he did say that he fancied Anna, he had a chance on the throne.

The Kingdom would be his entirely.

Upon this conclusion, he looked up to them "Who would not fancy your daughter, Your Highness?" he told the King, humbleness embarked on his face as he spoke the words as soft as a sweet dream "She is very beautiful, but even though I tell you how much I do -- it would not suffice, for she might not return my affections. Unless Your Highness gives me a chance to do so, which I think might be unlikely..."

That was the only problem, in order for the King to give her to him -- she must like him back. Seeing how this is the steps he went under to just find a suitor for his daughter, surely that was his condition.

But a gamble, is a gamble.
 
The nobles looked at each other and the king looked down for a second

Before looking back up. As Ethan answered their whispers entered the room

"Its almost ridiculous. How do we know he's even fit to be king?" One noble said pointing at another noble

Who seemed calm as he sipped his tea then blinked twice at the man

"Hes a fine chief.. and if Anna fancies him back that secures the crown and if she bares him a son-"

"Look for all we know ill live to see another 10 years.. this may just bea false alarm.. "

The king spat "I won't hear of this.. you talk as if I'm already dead"

The nobles looked at each other again then up at the boy "tommorow.. she has studies in the garden. You'll meet her there?"

He said ignoring the king.

The king looked at his friends then got up and somewhat stormed off to the castle

"He will be fine.. me and julius have been friends a long time.. I just plan to protect romania.. by any means necessary"

Ye said looking at the boy intently and nodding.
 
Whisper amongst yourselves, blasted nobles. Are you doubting me? I am more fit of a King than all of you, if it weren't for me... These soldiers won't be as efficient as they are right now.

He looked up at the noble who spoke to him, he seemed to be determined to get him acquainted with the princess as soon as possible. "Of course, I will not disappoint." He said, as he rose from his seat -- ignoring the bothered King who stormed off from the scene. Bowing to nobles weren't something he needed to do, he was a noble himself and so this was just like a casual conversation between men.

With that he turned away from them, exiting the scene with thought filling his head second by second. It should be easy to charm the princess, he does that to women all the time -- sometimes unintentional, so this would be easy... Easy enough.

***

"What took you?" Morgana said, scowling as she leaned away from her seat's backrest as Ethan appeared at the doorway. To kill time, she had been playing with her blade -- a silver dagger much like what Ethan had. But instead of a pointed blade, hers was curved and double-edged. A silver snake with dark emerald eyes curled upon the hilt, providing a handle.

The blade was something that vampires have as soon as they are transformed. It's another weapon they can use aside from their fangs, the blade tells everything about a vampire -- much like an identification. The snake hilt meant that she belonged to Ethan's clan -- a crest. The jeweled eyes spoke of the status: Red meant Clan leader, Green meant 'sister', and Blue meant 'brother'.

"Humans." Ethan answered plainly and half-thought through, closing the door behind him. "Soon enough, I'll be the King."

Upon those words, Morgana's eyes flickered towards him with a surprised with his words. "King?" She said, her yellow eyes glowing like a warm sunlight; her mouth open in excitement "How so?!"

"I just have to make Anna fall for me, then I can court her for marriage. Being what we are, it's easy to do things like that."

Morgana closed her lips, frowning her beautiful face as she slanted her body to her seat, making her upper body collapse against it once again. "Ethan..." She sighed, unlike the usual jealousy that showed on her face during the mentions of the princess but instead she held a serious glance "...do you mean you'll make her fall in love with you...?"

"Yes, what else?"

Her face held concern "Don't." She told him, sounding cautious and blunt "Love, is beautiful yet dangerous. Once you play with it, you end up getting played in your own game."

Ethan scoffed as he disappeared into the back room of his study, changing into his uniform black tailcoat and regained his full charm because of his clean fashion. "I defied God, and how can I not win against love?" He said, proud and slightly insulted with Morgana's doubt of his abilities.

"I've...seen things, Ethan. You can never win."

"Watch me." He said as he cleaned himself up, with Morgana rising slowly from his chair to give him way to sit on it "Also, if soldiers arrest you, or ambush your shop --- send for me, I'll make sure nothing happens to you."

"Thanks." Morgana said half-heartedly as black smoke erupted from the ends onf her dress and erupting from it was her in her cat form. She became black cat, with eyes who looked and gave Ethan a concerned glance before jumping out his window. Slightly, she was jealous but at most she was concerned -- she could lose him.

Because love was as horrible as it was beautiful.
 
Judas, the noble from last night was at the kings court bright and early, determined to watch and make sure nothing interfered with his plans..

He would do anything to make sure Romania didnt fall under the instruction of one lazy king

Sure, him and Julius were close friends.. but as they years went by, and he became king, he learned to some what despise the man

In Judas's eyes, he was weak, And if he would have just stuck to the original plan, taking more land -even if it meant by force

their army would be 20xs more powerful then it was now

But no. He wanted to do things peacefully...

He had enough of waiting in the shadow, with only his own company to keep,, waiting for the king to fall

Until a few years ago, he met others like him.. who were sick of the ways the king marched to everyone else's drum

If Romania had its independence now from Turkey, then why were they still following under Turkish laws and customs?

Religions? War tack ticks -which was the reason Turkey fell anyways

He watched the boy that Julius Had taken in.. and despite the kings teachings of peace, love, and harmony the boy grew with his own agenda

and agenda that Judas was more then satisfied with.. Now that Ethan was old enough, he knew he was ready to take over

Now the only problem was.. the princess falling for him, and the king, He smirked to himself as he cleaned his beautiful golden dagger, waiting from

Under a cabana for them to arrive one by one..

For if Faze one was completed the boy wouldn't have to worry about the king.

Judas would handle that.

************************************************************

Anna who was unaware of anything, came to the garden where she normally did when it was time to study her Latin, and waved shyly to her uncle Judas. He wasn't really her Uncle, however

The short time she spent in the castle before her father shipped her off to the nunnery, he always helped her get the things she wanted.

And despite his efforts to convince the king to let her stay -He wouldn't

But it was nice to know he cared. Judas smiled back and gestured for here to sit and start her lesson. Her Teacher, a Romanian nun gave her her

study book and told her to find 10 words she thought sounded good in Latin, then without looking at the definition, translate them to Romanian

She sighed as she sat on the blanket in the grass, her peach colored dress spread out along with the lace in her hair.. an angel.. an absolute dream.

The Maids came quickly with large fans, to keep her out of the sunlight.. she smiled at them appreciated and began her work

Her Father watched from the castle grounds.. intently.. as he knew what was next, making eye contact with Judas for a split second.

Both had very opposite expressions
 
"Love, is beautiful yet dangerous. Once you play with it, you end up getting played in your own game."

Sometimes, he just hated witches.

The words they say, which in reality were subtle warnings always knocked on his thoughts at the time he was going to do his plans. Morgana, even though an ally was also a witch and even so she would serve Ethan faithfully, her duties as a witch, a practioner of dark magic and the one who sees and knows every downfall -- were allowed to warn people they knew that can fail. Even if they were more than human.

"She's doubting me." he grumbled, facing the mirror as he donned a blood red tailcoat with a black dress shirt and a thin white tie that snaked around his lifted and folded collar. Ethan for the most part, didn't like to be doubted -- especially with his plans. It was also his greatest weakness -- to be underestimated. He walked into his back room, unlocking the seven locks it had and entered the room.

It was a small room with papyrus coloured walls, and at the far end stood a rectangular mahogany table where the wooden crate from Morgana, filled with flasks of blood sat neatly in rows. He lifted the cover and pulled out two of the glass flasks out of the crate, he drank it one after the other, licking his lips in the sweetness of it's taste. This was enough for him to keep him full for another seven days, since he was charming a human princess, hunger was not an option.

After fixing himself up and locked the back room, one of the royal maids knocked on the door of his study and entered, holding a square silver traythat had a cup of morning tea. That was all he asked for everytime, tea. No buttered rolls, toast, and such. Only tea, just tea. "Morning tea, Earl." the maid said, blushing as she looked down while walking and settled down the tray on his table.

Ethan walked over to the tray, drinking it while he kept his eyes on the maid who stood still with red cheeks. He pulled away from the horrible human food, swallowing quietly "Has the princess ate?" he asked, in a deep and smooth manner.

"Yes, Earl. She is at the gardens."

Perfect. Just in time.

"Take me to her."
 
love

Honor
Respect
Betrayal
Demon
God
Death
scratch
Secret
Beautiful


Amor
Honoris
Quisque
Proditio
Daemonium
Deus
mors
Vulnus
occulta
Gloria


The princess looked at all the words she had picked and sighed.. most were good.. some where not so good. She gave them to her Teacher who looked them over

She then told Anna to write down each word and what it meant to her..

She sighed taking another piece of paper as she dipped her pen in ink and began to write... The teacher looked over, seeing a maid and the Earl comming towards them slowly

Judas sat up in his chair more and smiled up from his book as the king crossed his arms anxiously from the grounds

The teacher looked at both of them, from which she got a stern look from Judas and an agreeing one from the king, so she did not intervene as they drew more near

Anna looked up from her studies and there he was.

Him.

Flashes of the nights before sank in slowly.. but she tried not to look bothered, so she kept her eyes on her work..

It never happened Anna..

 
When will these nuns leave me alone? he thought, frowning at the sight of Anna's alleged teacher. He had never seen so much religious figures in all of his time in Romania till the princess arrived, after she did, nuns, and priests scattered like pests. He looked past the nun and gave the King a respectful bow and Judas a civil nod.

There she was, Anna. Sitting on the blanketed grass, with her maids fanning her anxiously and shielding her away from the sun. Her eyes were focused on her work, studying. From this angle, she was still beautiful and she reminded him of a porcelain doll with her complexion and her dark brown locks. Her dress crumpled in various directions because of the way she sat, nontheless, she was still elegant.

....you end up getting played in your own game.

Those words again.

He ignored his thoughts and gave Anna a bow as soon as he neared her, "Would Your Highness not mind if I join her?"
 
He is talking to me.

She thought as she looked up at him slowly

He couldn't be a killer.. not this man

Maybe it wasn't his voice that she heard

Maybe the priest didnt mean to call him a demon and all those terrible words

Denial.


All the same she gave him a bright smile and patter next to her.

"Of course you can join me.. if thats okay with.. Sister Ruth"

She said looking at the nun who half glared at the boy while viciously knitting

She had already been given silent orders from Judas and the king

"Go on child" She said sternly "However finish your work for today." She concluded

Getting up silently and nodding at the king and noble before heading off the grounds.

Mary, who was one of the Maids Fanning her blushed fiercely for Anna.. she knew how she felt

but still, this was Earl Ethan the most handsome man in Court..


The other Maid shifted position and went to the Earl, fanning him now as well.
 
Easy enough.

He walked a bit closer, sitting down on the designated spot Anna made available for him and lay his lower body on the ground quietly. He leaned his upper body back, supported by his arms that positioned themselves behind him to give him support. He took a breath of relief as the nun left, he hated them, he hated all of them... All those religious fools.

He looked around, sweeping his gaze across the the sunny field before looking to Anna then at her work. "Latin." he concluded quickly as soon as he saw one of the words sprawled on her paper. He sat up quickly, his blood red coat was slightly orange because of the violent ray of the sunlight that bled through the fans "And Romanian." he continued as he inched closer to her but not too close, for intimacy and invading personal space were rude in public. "Language lessons?" he asked, smiling slightly at her.
 
Anna smiled at Ethan..

She couldn't help it... even the slightest smile

on his face made maidens quiver and she was no exception

"Yes.. Unfortunately" She said rolling her eyes..

She hated foreign languages... absolutely hated them

If anything, if someone was to come to Romania then they should have to learn

Romanian.

All the stories she had heard of him, and the things she thought she witnessed herself

seemed distant.. he was very placid at least in her presence.


"So what brings you here with me? I heard you saved your witch last night"

Judas, who was just in hearing distance nearly choked on his wine at her words

When did she become so bold with words?

he thought to himself as he looked up

The king smiled triumphantly



"mai dificila apoi te ai gandit Iuda Baiatul meu?" which means "Not as easy as you thought Judas my boy?"

He called out to Judas from across the courts in old romanian. Which his daughter did not know.

Judas only gave him a slight glare

"Acesta are doar inceput" He said under his breath. which translates to "It has only begun"


[ google translate ROCKS lol ]
 
(No kidding! I got the app. LOL.)

Of course, Ethan understood what they were saying -- he was not dumb. With all the years he had lived on this crazy and chaotic world, he spoke many languages and some of them were still fresh in his mind. Fresh like the green grass that grew beneath the exquisite blanket that they sat on, and of course he will not say he did understand... For they will not speak in front of him again.

Ignoring their little old men fights, he quickly responded to the princess' question. Not so easy was the right words, the Princess was smarter than she looked to be --- unlike the princesses he had met before, who were beautiful but held nothing in their minds. Ethan couldn't help but be impressed with her suspicious wit, but of course, it only has begun. "Ah, Morgana." he breathed, staring at the distance before him and nodded to himself "She may look like one, but she is not a witch. However, I owe alot to that woman."

He could go on all day about how Morgana was a good woman to right her reputation, but right now, his focus was on the princess.

"But why does Your Highness doubt my company with you? This is just I, making up for lost time. After all the commotion yesterday was quite a chaos... I was wishing to spend more time with my King's daughter, who was praised and loved by many at the moment she returned to Romania." he said, with a smooth and rich voice. Charm, always charm. Women like charming men, and he never thought through about charming women for it always came so naturally, and effortlessly.

But why does he feel like this was harder than before?

Probably he thought too much.

I've... seen things, Ethan. Morgana's words haunted him again.

Stay away.

"Does the princess need any assistance with her work? I have help to offer."
 
( xD )


Yes he was cunning.



Anna only smiled as she continued to write "You owe A lot to her?"

She repeated what he said but in question format

"Hmm.. well if you ask me saving ones life from a burning grave sounds about right for forgiveness"

She said almost bitterly, she could tell that woman wanted him

But if what she had seen for himself was true, then she could have him.

She couldn't help but blush however when he talked about her being praised and making her

feel like what she already knew she was

Important

but it was different comming from him...

She bit her bottom lip and showed him the words she had found

"I cant think of a good sentence.. for this one" She said softly as she looked up at him while pointing to the word

Daemonium

Demon..

"and also.."

Amor

Love.

"Whats the first thing that pops into your head when you see those words?" She nearly whispered

The maids both looked at each other while still fanning

Anna was curious.. she had no idea what his answer would be

but she intended to listen.
 
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