Bound with fear

Feelings

………………. Iagan’s arms encircled me pulling me into his kissing me back hard. My hands unclipped his cloak pushing it back off his shoulders, my hands reaching up and knotting in his hair as his tongue slipped into my mouth battling with my own. I moaned. Iagan pulled back quickly his eyes wild. He reached up and pulled my hands free of him and backed away shaking his head.

“I can’t… it’s…”

“You feel it in you don’t you” I stepped forward to him “You’re supposed to be my teacher so teach me”

“You are not a whore to get inside of” he lowered his head “You’re…”

“Nothing obviously to you… you say you sense things in me… you get angry when I think of someone else dream of someone I haven’t even met… why can you feel release and I can’t” He sucked in a breath “I have no idea what I’m here for I’m learning to fight, I’m supposed to Deal with the visions in my head try to learn and deal with the fact I had three brothers and now I have none because two are DEAD and the other betrayed my father… People bow and drop to their knees when I walk into a room… you know one of the things I like to hear from you” he tipped his head “you call me by my name every now and them and it makes me fell less like a trophy in a cabinet… I think I just realized something, I’m not normal I’m never going to have what other people have…” my voice began to choke “I look like a fool’ I turned on my heel and ran to the door my cloak billowing out behind me.

The rain was still driving hard as I ran down the pathway that we had come back across the courtyard warriors still battling and training as I dodged through the spinning bodies and flashing steel blades I unclipped my cloak as I ran up the hall and to the staircase dropping it half way up. I closed the door behind me. I felt lost, confused and more than alone” I sat on the couch and stared into the flames in the fire.

The orange and red colors blurred in front of my eyes…….

…… Music filled the air a strange fast rhythm I sensed people moving before the images grew clearer lights flashed.

“You know what you’re to do Inion” my fathers voice filled my ears

“I know” I murmured

“It’s how it has to be” I felt him standing behind me “You will have to wait for the chance to meet with Star but do this and I’m sure you will get to find out where they are”

“Yes Father” I gripped the rail under my hands.

“You have your weapon” I nodded “Your Guardian is in the far corner” my head snapped up something tingled in me as I saw Iagan across in a corner, no cloak, no loose shirt I was used to seeing him in he was wearing a tight shirt that defined every inches of his upper body. “Kendra you have a duty to your family” My attention was pulled away from Iagan

“Yes Father…”

“Don’t’ let me down Inion” he was gone from behind me……………….

….. The door to my room slammed making me jump and breaking the vision.

“GET OUT” I snapped getting up from the couch as Iagan tossed my cloak and his on the end of my bed

“You do not walk away from me” He snarled stalking round the couch.

“I walk away from whom I chose” I glared at him “No man tells me what I can and can’t do… go find your whore to lie with go get out the frustration you feel Guardian” I smiled a little “I feel how wound up you are you either want to kill someone or you want to dominate someone”

“You don’t understand do you?” he gripped my arm “You don’t get what it truly means”

“I know what I sense, I know the look in your eyes when you hate and loath, like each time you look at my father for doing what he did to Anya” I tried to pull my arm from him “But I am not him… All I want is to feel things others feel… but I’m not good enough to even be touched by a man”

I turned to yank myself harder from him, only to be pulled sharply back against him. His mouth was on mine kissing me hard and rough, his hand went into my hair Tugging back my head as his mouth left mine and kissed my neck nipping as the tender flesh below my ear. His hand moved to my buttons on the front of my gown and hooked blade in between the buttons between my breasts and flicked his wrist the razor sharp blade sent the buttons flicking off up to my throat and down to mid thigh. He tossed the blade over his shoulder it shuddered and quivered as it stuck in the wood on the mantel I watched his and his shirt came off over his head his muscles twitching with his movement the light from the fire framing him, desire and want filled the air with a heady sensation…………………