The Art of the Corset

Chapter Eight- Another Night

Eve found herself cold as she walked Paris at night. The weather had become horrid in the time she left Marth alone. She felt guilt but knew it was best for him as she though he deserved to help someone who deserved it. She knew she needed a way to get back home and there was only one talent she had....

Unbuttoning her top two buttons, she quickly moved herself so she was in a more provocative position and waiting for riders to come along looking for company. With one leg up against the wall and her leg revealed halfway up her thigh, she took down her hair completely so it all fell down her back and the naturally wavy hair attracted one boy's attention. The same one who almost outed her to the man she was falling for.

She placed her leg down and went to move before he chased after her.

"Please Eve!" He begged as he placed his hand in front of her. "I will give you anything you want...Just let me be with you. You are like a drug to me...please..." he pleaded as he held onto her wrist tight. She looked down and he threw his hand back.

"A horse, five hundred money, and your secrecy on me entirely. If anybody asks you about me-no matter the cost they give you-you do not know where I went...Understand?"

"Of course." He said as he went to his shop and gave her what she asked before promising the horse after the act. She pulled him in a dark alleyway before lifting her skirt as he removed what was essential for the process to happen. As he moved inside of her, she was relieved as his release came quick. "I think I love you." He said as he had a goofy smile upon his face. He then took her to the horse before promising to keep her a secret.

She placed one leg on each side of the horse before leaning down to him and giving him a sweet kiss on the cheek.

"Just out of curiosity, where are you headed?"

"It's a two day's ride from here."

"Just so you know there are bandits in the redwood...be sure to stay away from them...and then there's the ogres-supposed ones in the other forest...it's best if I just go with you to keep you safe."

"I can manage. A map will suffice." She said with a sophisticated posture and kind smile before he reached in his bag and then handed her one. As she rode away, she looked back before her heart broke.  She then realized what Madame Belladoux meant. It was not that love did not exist-it was doomed to...

Arriving back to town, she went to the brothel and entered to be hugged by her closest friends. Madame Belladoux came to her and slapped her.

"We thought you were dead. You made me miss out on five hundred money...You will work weekends and holidays now girl."

She nodded but realized this is where she felt safest. Not having to hide what or who she was. Although she now experienced love, she was forced to leave it to protect the one she loved. An act which killed her slowly.