Alcina was sat at her vanity, worry plastered on her face as she watched Clementine, who lay on her bed in a restless sleep. Her dream had been planted with seeds of dark memories, the ruthless violation among other deep thoughts that stalked in her mind.
Clementine quickly sat up, hot tears streaming down her cheeks. She seemed lost for a moment, snapping out of it to acknowledge her lady, "Alcina, im sorry." She apologized profusely, her face showing anguish. Alcina got up, the bed dipping as she sat beside Clementine.
"You're okay, Draga mea." The countess crooned, dragging her hand through Clementines platinum hair soothingly. The maid moved quickly, hugging Alcinas side, digging her nails into her. The Lord didn't mind the feeling, Alcina knew she was Clementines anchor in that moment.
"Are you going to send me away..?" The albino sniffled, managing to speak through the gut wrenching tears. "of course not, Clementine.. Why would you think that?"
"I caused such a commotion, I'm sorry.." She whispered, her voice cracking. Alcina shushed the girl, rubbing her back gently.
Alcina leaned her head down, planting a kiss on her forehead, it was soft and comforting helping Clem calm down.
Clementine shifted a little moving to lay down, her head resting on Alcinas lap, putting her full trust into the countess.
// I wanted to finish this update, because I might be coming back with a few more updates.
I also wanted to apologize for the explicit r@pe scene in the last chapter; I was and still am healing after being S/A'd and projected into my character.
Please be patient with me.
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Fiksi PenggemarClementine Beaufoy, a french women with albinism born to a Merchant family, moved to the village of the Four Lords with her family for business. After the first lycan attack her parents send her away to be a maiden for a rich Manor, and after years...