Clockwork Shadows

Moving on

After the outburst from the young man Fabron rose back up to meet his eyes. Fabron was taller by far, this boy just reached to the chin, but the tension and authority rolling off of the young man made up for his shorter physic. "Lady Myrina are you alright?" Fabron asked turning his attention towards me.

It was then that I realised that I was still crouched by the arm chair and staring up at the conversation like a child. I lifted myself up as gracefully as I could and lightly nodded at him, "Yes Lord Fabron. I was merely surprised that one of my guests had fallen asleep before I even arrived." I replied coyly, shifting my body to look at the last suitor.

"Oh and I suppose her "Ladyship" would like me to give her my apologies?" He snorted, "I don't owe her anything."

I felt Fabron's large shadow grow along with the hostility in the room. "Lord, might I suggest the pig stall to sleep in then? They would be more likely to handle you outrageous stench of an attitude."

The boy just smirked, "Why do you think I came here?" then with a big sweeping gesture he bowed, "Lord Fabron."

I had to bite my tongue to stop myself from laughing but the suitor caught it and began lashing out on me. "And you," the boy glared, "Are you retarded or somethin'? Who the hell pokes a random stranger awake, I could've killed you for all you know."

"And that surely would be the most interesting conversation starter I've ever had with a suitor." I smirked, dropping my polite mask for a brief second. "But might I know the name of the man who claims to be my killer?"

He didn't respond quickly, but his scowl filled the silence. I felt anything but awkward, it was like indulging myself with giddy power and I was having a hell of a good time. "Raiden Palladium, and don't expect me to go around tellin' you everything about me."

I smiled sociably, but it was short and sweet. "Of course Lord Raiden it would be rude of me to ask anymore." I then turned to my other two suitors and curtsied, "My Lords, might you accompany me on a tour of this fine estate?"

Before they could respond I strode towards the door with a slight bounce to my step. I wanted to leave them but they were still my guests after. But to me they were just suitors that had come to win my heart and my family's power and fortune. Yes, I cared nothing for them, but no matter how much I despised this idea I still had my family's reputation to uphold. And I was not going to be the one to ruin it.

"Cool, go run off with into your little glass playground. I'm going to get some more sleep." Raiden scoffed, readjusting himself on the chair. He would have stayed that way to if Fabron hadn't had pulled the chair away at the last second. The poor chair made a horrible sound as it scratched against the wooden floor. Raiden was almost about to fire off another whole load of insults but Fabron interrupted him. "You have disrespected your hostess quite enough, your behaviour has been appalling throughout this whole meeting Lord Raiden of Silver Crowns."

I stopped abruptly at the door, 'what was a member of the Silver Crown doing here?' To make matters more interesting the usually temperamentally loud Lord said nothing. Heck, he even stopped glaring. His face was slightly paler while his eyes were cast down to the floor, filled with something. Shame? Tons of questions began flooding into my head as I turned to face the suitors again. The Silver Crown was the highest level of authority, and there were even some rumours that they had the old Royal blood running through their veins. But even since the Iron wars and the rebellion of Cypher the Silver Crown had become more ferocious and ruthless towards the citizens. "How are you a member of," Nalren began but was soon interrupted by the door being slammed open.

I was painfully flung to the side as two familiar brunette heads popped in, "Myrina we're bored." One voice whined.

"Yeah Myrina play with us, we have nothing to do!" the other complained.