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Post by taran on Sept 20, 2008 12:45:27 GMT -5
Mar looked at her, rage in his eyes. "I could care less about YOU, in fact I would rather save a diseased mule over you. But it is your CHILD that I care about. I am to watch you for one purpose, to protect that child!"
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Post by micaylah on Sept 20, 2008 12:56:37 GMT -5
Nashante's eyes flashed wild at him with rage. "Then you have your work cut out for you because I swear this child will not take a breath in this world." Nashante stood to run to the window. It was high enough that if the fall didn't kill her, it would surely be serious enough to cause her to loose the child within her.
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Post by taran on Sept 21, 2008 3:06:25 GMT -5
Mar caught Nashante with magic, pinning her to the bed. "You will listen," he said, rage filling within him. "You will do as I tell you, and you will give birth to that child! If it is such a burden, perhaps I can end it for you in nine months!" Mar shouted at her, restraining himself from striking her. He walked to the door, pulling the chair inside to sit and watch her.
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Post by micaylah on Sept 21, 2008 10:45:15 GMT -5
Nashante struggled against the magic binding her to the bed. Her anger flashed in her eyes as the vile insults spilled from her lips at him. She watched him as he sat on the chair now inside her room. "What is this? Leave this room now!"
Softly a knock came at the door as a servant girl sat the tray down outside the door and left as instructed for the day. She could her a woman's voice yelling things that she had never heard before. Then she heard the man, angry. He was yelling back at her about a child. She heard as he threatened the woman and her eye's widened. She slowly backed away from the door.
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Post by taran on Sept 21, 2008 14:26:23 GMT -5
Mar just sat there, staring at her. He said nothing, only took the tray from outside the room. He set the tray on the bed near her, releasing the magic. He sat down in his chair, watching her.
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Post by micaylah on Sept 21, 2008 14:57:34 GMT -5
Nashante still glaring at him moved to the tray. Picking it up she threw it at Mar as hard as she could striking the wall above him. "You may be able to do alot of things but you cannot make me eat!" Her chest heaved with her anger. It also physically tired her. She had been captive in the room for a month only walking within its confines.
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Post by taran on Sept 21, 2008 15:00:17 GMT -5
Mar stood, picking up the tray contents and eating some of them. "Fine," he said. "Would you like to eat? Or would you like to go for a walk?"
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Post by micaylah on Sept 21, 2008 15:30:14 GMT -5
Nashante looked at him as he gave her a choice. 'What are you up to?' she thought to herself. "What? You mean outside?" She began to formulate a plan, a plan in which she would terrorize him as much as she was being terrorized right now.
"I would like to walk."
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Post by taran on Sept 21, 2008 15:37:43 GMT -5
Mar nodded, knowing she had something up her sleeve. He stood, opening the door and showing her the way outside as he lead her there. The day was nice and clear, a very soft breeze blowing through the garden. "We can come out here and walk everyday if you like," he said, trying to be nice. "Let me know if you ever want to do anything."
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Post by micaylah on Sept 21, 2008 17:46:27 GMT -5
Nashante looked at him with a genuine smile upon her face as they walked in the gardens. The breeze blew her hair softly from her face. The sun felt good upon her skin. She looked at Mar. "I would like to get out here as much as possible, but how will that be with the King? How would you explain me?"
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Post by taran on Sept 21, 2008 18:49:33 GMT -5
Mar looked at Nashante, thinking. "The king has given me permission for you to walk around the castle. As for how I will explain you...I'll let you choose. Either my cousin staying with me, or my lover." He did not like either of the options, but he had little choice.
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Post by micaylah on Sept 21, 2008 21:16:35 GMT -5
Nashante thought for a moment. Her eyes danced, happy for the first time. She moved closer to him, taking his arm. "I should think your lover would provide me more amusement if I am to be prisoner here." She laughed evilly as the prospect of tormenting him caused her to smile.
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Post by taran on Sept 21, 2008 23:59:51 GMT -5
Mar frowned. 'Of course, why am I not surprised,' he thought, walking with her through the garden.
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Post by micaylah on Sept 22, 2008 6:55:10 GMT -5
Nashante delighted as she sensed his displeasure. 'I promise to make the rest of your days filled with as much hell as you have made mine!' Her eyes sparkled as they walked past people. She leaned in to him, kissing him on the cheek as they past. 'Oh this is going to be fun!' she thought to herself as the possibilities played across her mind.
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Post by taran on Sept 22, 2008 8:51:08 GMT -5
There was nothing Mar could do, so he played into the role. He placed his hand on the small of her back and kissed her cheek softly, smiling. 'I will make this hell for you,' he thought, pulling her close to him.
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