After the tour of the castle that was almost and hour and a half. Those were the parts I was allowed to be in. Other places were off limits to guests. I was flattered to be called a guest speaking that I'm from the other side of war. They even wanted me at their dinner. In a sense, this was the tragic irony that I usually have to endure. I was meeting not only my enemies, but my boyfriend's parents. The one he calls not by his dark side title, but the title the light side gave him. There must have been a time they got along though. It's impossible Zeckiel never got along with the people who created him.
They had me wear this dark red dress that reflected the style that predates the Great War. It was a dark red dress that the top of it looked like a crop top with ruffles at the bottom, then attached to that was this pencil skirt type bottom that went to my fingertips. Some women including Shawna, came in and started doing my hair and makeup. When they were done, I looked myself in the mirror and didn't recognize who I was. I looked into my own eyes and saw my brother dead on the floor. I took a deep breath and Tzar walked in dressed in a black suit with a tie that matched the color of my dress. He asked, "Ready to go?"
I nodded and turned around. He offered his arm and I refused. We walked down the hall and Zeckiel's room was left open a little bit. I saw it the bed was kinda messy and a few articles of clothing were littered around. I stopped and asked, "Can I see this room, please?"
Tzar said, "Why?"
"Because I obviously know who it belonged too." I stated in a matter of fact way.
"Who told you?"
"None of your business. Now, can I please see it?" I asked more intensely.
He nodded and opened the door for me. He had a glint in his eyes though. I wasn't sure what he would expect me to find. It was a beautiful room with brownish red floors, a bed with red and gold sheets. It had a mini library and a desk to study at in one of the corners. A window facing the city this castle is placed in. The city from what I could see was based around Romain architecture and had elements of old earth architecture. I could see why he picked this room. It was like him.
I looked in one of his closets and found his armor with a jousting rod I think they are called. It was black and red striped with a leather bound handle. The armor had his family crest of a Gryphon screeching holding a thorn branch of sorts and six arrows. There was also a red cape to match. On the wall was a shield, two short swords, and one longer sword in the middle of it. The shield was made out of this black metal that I still don't have the name for and had the same crest on the front of it. The swords had elvish language written on them. It translated to, "Many those who fallen with this sword, fall with honor and the women they love in their minds."
Tzar said, "He was pretty good at jousting and wrestling. I always watched that winged devil from a distance. Always a tad jealous of his skill. He's like, four of five years younger and could take one someone who is twice his size."
I walked out of that closet and saw one that was closed. I went to it and Tzar said somewhat warningly, "I wouldn't go in there if I were you."
I scuffed, "He wouldn't hide things from me. I would see a lot of this stuff eventually."
I opened the door to find something so shocking my jaw was going to fall onto the floor. I walked around the room in horrified, silent, awe. He was keeping secrets from me. He kept this from me and I guess now that I think about it; I think he tried to tell me but I wouldn't listen because I thought he was being foolish. I saw first of all a smaller bed. This bed was made from the same wood as all the other beds in this place. It had the same red sheets as the bed out there. This bed though had hooks that a boat would have tie off a mast at each corner of the bed. It had finger claw marks on it as well. There was a bench type thing in the corner of the room and hooks on the ceiling. On the wall were leather straps probably used to hold someone in and old fashioned rope. I looked into the drawers and I found weird objects that were blunt metal cylinders with handles on them. I recognized there were vibrators as well and in different shapes might I add. There were paddles, hand cuffs, these clamp looking things, smaller chains, zip ties, whips, corsets with matching stockings, and so much more.
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