Limited Pages: Fallen From Grace

"See, this is what I find absolutely fascinating...," He stated as he stalked closer towards her, "...You." He marched forward, backing her up until he had her pinned against the cool wall of the private sitting room.

He looked down at her as his arms blocked her in, no way to leave and only able to look up at him. Had she behaved as she had before the tragedy, she (and perhaps any lady who could have been in her position) would have fainted from the sheer presence of him.

But she wasn't who she was 6 months after the tragedy. No, who she was before then might as well be dead, for all he cared. This girl- no- WOMEN, before him looks like she wants HIM dead.

The thought made him laugh.

"Do you, by chance, know why?"

"No." She answered, back against the wall with her eyes looking straight at him in fierce determination and restrained fury.

But she couldn't help but feel embarrassed by how fast her response was. It was, after all, a bit faster then she anticipated. "And, if I could be perfectly honest here, Lord Anastasius, I don't particularly care."

The taller boy-no- MAN, Lord Anastasius, grinned down at her, mockingly yet infinitely pleased. "That. Right there." He said as a hand rose and brushed some of her hair out her face. He had to bite his lips from the face she made when his fingers touched her, any where closer to her mouth and she might just bite his hand of.

"See, Renata Elise was a spineless little girl, who was afraid of her own shadow to even dare glance at my direction. But you..."

He leaned closer until he were close to her eye level, his face just inches away from hers. When he spoke, it was in a cold yet calculated tone, that had she been who she was in her first life, die right then and there.

But she's not that girl anymore.

"You look at me as if you want to stab me."

"Had I had a knife within my possessions, I would have very much had. Stab you, that is."

Lord Ignis Anastasius never met Renata Elise in HIS first life.

-A.P-C