My Bloody Revenge

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"Come on, let me show you your room." 

Jaze softly moved away from the hug and ones again held his hand out for her to take. He couldn't help but smile at her mouse like ways and he very much enjoyed seeing her debate with herself. He stood there patiently waiting for Lyra to decide.

Letting his thoughts drift freely he ends up at the moment where she offered to suck him off as a form of gratitude and that didn't sit well with him. The problem was never her appearance. Lyra is beyond beautiful, with or without scars. To Jaze the whole act reminded him of a domesticated and well trained pet. Not a human or a person. One or several individuals put a lot of time and effort in braking her to the point where she's nothing but a docile doll.

Feeling a warm, small, hand in his much larger all thoughts are scattered and he is brought back to the present. Squeezing her hand gently he leads them back the way they came from. 

"This part of the house was ones home to servants and slaves but I have been renovating and modernized everything. That's why there are no windows. I chose this for more privacy but I'll show you the rest another day."

Going up the stairs Jaze sneaks a glance at Lyra, who is too occupied by the surrounding to notice. He smiles when the the winter paintings steals all her attention again. Watching her up close he notice how child like and innocent her behavior is but not in a weird or annoying way. There is a lot of hidden strength within that small body and not to forget courage. Takes a lot to walk right into a storm just to get away. Only a desperate but also strong person would choose that option.  

"Thought we could begin our tour here." 

Opening the door he shows her his bedroom in case she should need him then the bathroom and then he stops by the third door.

"Open."

His smile gets wider when watching her slowly reach out and turn the doorknob equally slow, as if something might attack in any given moment.  When the door is wide open it reveals a rather large bedroom with light green walls that reminds of summer. Light wooden floor instead of the usual dark. Massive four poster bed, made out of oak, filled with soft pillows and silk sheets. Large white, fluffy, rug on the floor. All furniture such as bedside tables, dresser, closet and bookshelf is same type of wood as the bed and has lovely carved flower ornaments for decoration. The color scheme throughout the entire room is different kinds of green with white and gold details here and there. Despite not having any widows it feels homey, bright and welcoming.

"This room is yours now. I thought it would suit you perfectly." 

Jaze heard her little gasp. He watched as she tentatively walked into the room, eyes wandering from floor to ceiling to walls and back again. She kept touching things gently as she passed them by. The little mousy exploring her new environment. To Jaze this was a sight never to be forgotten. When reaching the be she looked at him and pointed herself then the bed as if asking permission from him to touch it. Nodding he was rewarded with a small smile that could light up this entire castle. Gently her little hand reached out stroking the silky covers from the foot of the bed all the way up to the head and all the pillows. She squeezed some seemingly to adore their fluffy softness. He was definitely going to remember this day. Lyra never looked more beautiful than now with that soft smile on her lips.

"There is more to see, mousy. Come."

This time her hand automatically grabbed hold of his and it made his heart all fuzzy. This means she trusted him up to a certain point at least. 

Continuing the tour he lead them downstairs again and pointed towards the kitchen then two bedrooms and one that was undergoing some renovation, another bathroom which also was a work in progress. After that came his office/library where she woke up the first time. He said she could read whatever book she wants and take them to her room as well. 

Chuckling he could see the unspoken questions openly displayed on her face. How can they be in place without windows and doors? 

Together they approached the floor to ceiling tapestry, with intricate embroidered on, that hangs between two bookshelfs, and gently pushes it to the side. Pushing in the middle of the wall he keeps his eyes on Lyra as the hidden door swings open with a soft swoosh sound. The expression on her face causes Jaze to let out a real laugh. She looked so chocked.

"This is the real house or should I say castle. Welcome to castle Lué Rondué." he says with a playful bow and exaggerated hand gestures, imitating a butler.

Hearing her soft giggle was a pure bliss. Better than any music his ever heard. 

"There is a big, three story library here, around hundred or so bedrooms complete with their own en-suit of course. A ballroom, I mean, what castle doesn't. Got to have one. Office, lounge, dining hall, kitchen...what else? Uhm..." 

"Garden?"

"Of course, garden, fountains, benches and swings. Gym. Entertainment room complete with movies and games. Paintings of old and long since, forgotten, dead people, always staring at you from their places on the walls. A must have on that too." he jokes.

Showing the entire place including the garden and stables took almost the entire day but he loved every moment of it since he was richly rewarded with a stunning smile that got wider and wider the more he showed her. For the first time since her arrival here she looked happy and carefree. Just the way he wishes her to always be.

"Welcome home dear mousy."