Bounded by the Angel of Light and the Angel of Darkness

Chapter 5

Milord tossed Zelda onto his bed, then drew his rapier at Zelda's neck. " Is the one you desire here in this room or in my hand? Tell me the truth!," he inched closer toward Zelda. Zelda closed her eyes, and blurted,"This room! Now get away from me!" Milord's eye twitched quickly, then let go of his rapier, pouncing onto the lady. "You're quite the fighter. Even a rose has her thorns, like you, for example. I seen quite a resistance before, but no need to fear, though. You're safe now in here with me as your guardian angel.," he came close to Zelda, meeting face to face. Zelda gazed into Milord's heartbroken heart, then placed her hand on it,"A guardian angel from heaven or hell?" Milord came close toward Zelda's ear. "Abandon the light of day and escape toward the music of the night, where I loved all my life. For so many years, my heart has shattered by many women taking their mortal lives towards the light of Heaven or signed the contract with the Devil of Hell. Which way will you go, but toward the Angel of the Night. Join me and become my bride, my dove hidden by many raven feathers. Join me and we shall live forever!," he kissed Zelda's hair. Zelda's eyes widen of what she was hearing! "Become an angel of the Night? Join him forever?," she shivered at the very thought. "Are you alright? You seem troubled.," Milord glanced at Zelda's feared eyes. Zelda attempted to hide her troubled eyes, but sadly couldn't tell a lie. "What about my people? Will they be alright when I leave?," she looked downward, then at the mirror, but to her surprise, only saw herself and no reflection of the lord. She began to squirm out of Milord's grip. "Playing with me, aren't you?," he blinded Zelda, covering her eyes with his hand. "No! I'm not! Get off me!," she sqirmed harder, escaping from Milord's grip, heading towards the mirror, again only seeing herself and no one else. She felt a fingernail climbing up her neck, making her neck hair stand on end. "It's only your fantasy, milady. I believe you must be tired. Head on into bed and let me comfort you.," Milord cleansed his hand on Zelda's neck, giving her a chill and discomfort. The lady began to fear, and started running toward the door, fleeing away from the lord of the castle, stumbling onto the floor due to her dress. Milord came toward the princess of Hyrule calmly while Zelda scooted back and away from him. Milord came closer toward Zelda,"What's the rush? Why so frightened at my sight of my appearance?" Zelda didn't respond, but kept backing away, making Milord lose his mind. "Well, if that's how you desire to play? So be it!," Milord removed his gloves, displaying his hand stained with dried blood, staining his nails to their hue then immediately pounced on Zelda, but missed after Zelda fled from his gaze. Getting up, he grinned, displaying his white sharp teeth. "Well, let my hunt begin!," he licked his lips greedily.