She was drawn the beautiful things in life and unfortunately so was he, that is probably why he felt so drawn to her.
She is gentle caring and afraid of the dangers in life.
He is cold harmful and bound to break her apart.
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In the amount of time she had spent in the countryside there hadn't been a time where she had ever complained about anything, the villagers and the place was good to her but she couldn't help but feel miserable.
She lay on the sofa blankly looking into space, she had lately been zoning out all the time, it seemed the world around her wasn't real, she didn't feel real.
"Madam are you alright?" One of the maids asked gently while dusting the place, she blinked and looked over to her nodding.
"Well you tell me if anything's bothering you alright." The maid said before walking out of the living room.
Its like all her thoughts had been wiped out of her head, she felt so miserable and tired and she didn't know why, she could hardly even think her mind was blank so why was she miserable and dull?
Every time someone would come into the room she'd pretend she was asleep, she was to tired to even talk and had no motivation to do anything.
She suddenly heard footsteps coming towards the living room and immediately knew who it was, she turned to the side and closed her eyes putting on her act.
"I know you're not sleeping open your eyes." She kept her eyes closed hoping he'd just go away, he sighed and went over to her picking her up bridal style.
She gasped and started squirming around in his arms as he put her back down. "Good you're awake now." He crossed his arms and looked down at her with a concerned look.
"The servants told me you're not eating." She looked up at him with tired dull eyes and simply shrugged.
He walked over to the table and got a bowl of soup before kneeling next to her and bringing the spoon up to her mouth.
"Open." She opened her mouth and ate the soup, she wasn't protesting or resisting she was just tired and desperately wanted to sleep.
"Good girl." He continued feeding her the soup as she fidgeted with her fingers and dress.
After she had finished the soup he put the bowl on the table and turned back to see her stood up walking towards the door.
He cleared his throat and furrowed his eyebrows as she turned back in confusion. "What? Im going to sleep." She walked away and made her way to her bedroom.
