He came to a halt when the servant before him motioned for the guard on post to open the door. The guard did so quickly after giving him a curt nod. "My Lord."
The door swung open, revealing the insides of the chamber.
Sat there on the wooden floor is the girl who dared as much to steal from him. The girl whom he brought to the palace after she fainted in his arms. One he decided out of whim. A decision that earned him a dozen question and disapproving remarks from the counsel.
The old geezers. They all got riled when he returned to the palace, shouting at the front gates, calling for all the servants to attend to the girl. A dirty, ragged girl of the commoners' ton no less.
She let out a sigh. Dead beat from trying to free her ankle off the chain. Trying to escape is she. He motioned for the servant and the guard to leave. They did so without question.
He moved forward towards her. The girl, Rin, as he learned her name from the past 3 days, now clad in new, expensive clothing looked far too well from the girl she was that fateful day at the market.
Her hair, more of ebony and black as of a raven's, dropped to her shoulders so elegantly even as it swayed with the wind that entered the window. Her curves showed as the bodice of her yellow and orange square-patterned knee length dress fit her snugly because of the green belt on.
She stopped at her track. Backed away as far as her chains allowed. Her back on the window sill.
A hint of recognition flickered in her earth colored pools as she ran a look on the man standing before her. She unconsciously took on a defensive stance.
What small being she is. What could she possibly do in that fragile a body. He mused. He would have loved to bask in her lovely appearance, gleaming under the sun's rays coming from behind her if her expression hadn't been washed over with pain upon her abrupt movement to back away further to the wall.
He followed her gaze down to where her feet were. Left ankle chained to the wooden floor. Much to her surprise, the silver haired man went down on his knees to examine her now bruised and swollen ankle. She flinched in pain.
If he thought the chains were efficient in keeping her, he now thought the opposite. He had a deadly scene in mind. Whoever had the crazy idea of pinning her down with it will not go unpunished.
With one swift motion from the unforgiving whip and slash of his sharp sword, the chain broke into pieces.
He freed her. But why?
Rin tried opening her mouth to talk to the man for the first time in days, and then decided against it. This may well be a trap.
She was about to give a witty retort when he lovingly caressed the inner side of her left foot upward. Her breath hitched.
Such intimate act.
Her head snapped from her foot to match his gaze. Inexperienced as she is in that department, she knew desire when she sees it.
Yes, those spark in his eyes.
It was desire.
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FanfictionRin. She's one stubborn girl. She keeps at her antics and always get into trouble. This time too. She wasn't suppose to have crossed paths with him. He who is of royal blood. But she just had to try and steal his money to keep the promise she gave t...
