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But the tigers come at night

op do sep 28, 2017 10:10 pm



She wears strength and darkness equally well,
the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.

Ever since she moved out of the castle to her own place on the country side she felt more happy then she would ever be. But happiness couldn't always be on the winning side. The person who has ruined her life the most had given her a mission. Infiltrate in the castle and make sure these plots against the king his life would be found.

She wanted to decline, Rhaella never wanted to have anything to do anymore with her father or the crown. But she couldn’t. It was like he had always his grip around her throat and when she declined he would slowly tighten his grip around her and eventually make her choke. Also the threat to take the life of the ones she cared for the most in her life was also a trigger for her. She would never get rid of him. Her father was like a disease that would spread and spread.

Her head felt heavy and the same could be said of her whole body. This travelling has been rough and hard on her but she had done it. She had placed the fragments in the study rooms so they would be found and there would be chaos. If it would matter for the king? Probably not. But it was her fathers plans and he was the master brain behind all of this.

As he house appeared into her eyes she smiled softly. It looked exactly the same since she left. Of course it would. But only one thing bothered her the most. Would He still be around or not? As she stopped her horse in front of the house she let herself glide out off the saddle. Still doubting what she would find there Rhaella tightened the reins of the horse. She would take care of him in a few minutes. And as she turned herself around and walked towards the front door she could feel her legs dragged into wet sand. For the first time since she had lived here she was so scared to go inside. And as she opened the door she saw nothing but darkness and emptiness inside.. He was gone.

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Re: But the tigers come at night

op vr sep 29, 2017 8:23 pm




Eros


It had been 5 weeks, 2 days and 8 hours. Exactly 5 weeks, 2 days and 8 hours since she left. No matter how hard Eros tried to forget or at least focus on other stuff, his mind would go directly back to the thought of the woman that had enchanted him. Still, the time together was relatively brief. He remembered the empty bed he found in the morning, with no trace of the redhead left behind. She had told him something, but all of that was too short to even remember properly, let alone extract information out of.

While not knowing what to do he had made himself some breakfast, awkward as it was in a house that wasn’t his. Packed his lunch and took the horse that was left behind to take with him. Then he left, leaving the house clean behind him, and went to the shared cabin he lived in in Valyria. It felt weird being alone again, but work had to be done and so he the days and eventually weeks past. But still the gorgeous red colored eyes didn’t fade a single bit, which left him frustrated in the process.

To settle the thoughts down he rode the same route every day before or after his work. Maybe to check on how the house was doing while she was away, maybe to get more information about her sudden departure. Maybe there was hope she would one day come back and stop chasing him in his mind only. A small sigh left the man’s lips as he rode between the trees on his champagne stallion. Though he noticed a small change in the behavior of the horse, he seemed more excited and pulled towards the house he wasn’t far away from.

Then he saw the horse he could recognize in an instant, parked at the side of the house. Eros his heart jumped in his chest as he rode the last few meters towards the house and stepped off. It was like the ground was burning as fast as he wanted to go inside, immediately curious of who was inside. Or better said, if she would be inside. He turned around the corner. The red tones of hair were welcomed all too well in his emerald green eyes. ’Rha..’ He spoke, automatic as it went. ’You’re back.’ The warmth and relief were clearly shining through his voice, stepping closer towards the woman.



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Re: But the tigers come at night

op vr sep 29, 2017 9:47 pm



She wears strength and darkness equally well,
the girl have always been half goddess, half hell.

Her heart felt as if it had stopped a few beats and the hairs on her arms stood up. Had he truly left her? It did not bother her that the two of them just met. Being around him felt amazing and she had messed it up this time. She really did messed it up. Rhaella let the baggage she took with her to Navarre fell on the ground and stood there in the room. The once so warm feeling that this room had given her when she was together with him was gone. At this moment it would be amazing to turn back time but she knew she could not. She had to deal with the fact that she hunted him by leaving without even a note left behind. And right now she hated herself for that.

After a few moments of standing there Rhaella took a few steps further into the room and watched all of her stuff. Everything was where she had left it behind and a watery smile appeared into her eyes when she saw het poetry books. She let her slender fingers glide over the covers as if she saw them for the first time. Delicate and tender.

But that tenderness was soon disturbed because of a noise she heard outside. Abruptly she looked up and outside when she heard hoofd prints made in the sand. With a curious face she walked towards the door and when she saw the silhouette appear her heart stopped again. Not of sadness this time but of a surprised feeling.
She would recognise this silhouette from miles away. It was from the man she was so fond of “Eros” her eyes watery. Tears pinching in the corners of her eyes. It is you.. Before she could even think about what to do next she threw herself in his arms.


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Re: But the tigers come at night

op za sep 30, 2017 8:18 pm




Eros


While she just stood there, he could see the beautiful features of her face that were lightened up by the last rays of the sun. Her pale complexion that seemed to glow up with so little light around, the wild red strings of hair that gathered around her face, complimenting her features even more. And then, to make the picture complete, her sparkling red eyes that seemed to have noticed him. He smiled just a little, astonished by the fact that it was really her and not just a dream of thought.

She moved towards him, he heard her words. Hearing her voice made it even more real than it already was. She fell into his arms, even more surprised but at the same time it felt like she was years and years in his life. He closed his arms around the slender figure and held her tightly. He wished he could just never let go, and have her, for always and always there in his arms. ’I, I’m so glad you’re back.’ Eros spoke, letting his hand flow over her back before grabbing her by her shoulders and pulling her away from his chest. Only so he could drown in her bright red eyes. ’Are you alright?’ It was a true concern spoken with care from the blonde man as he scanned her to see if she was hurt. His hand reached for a little strand of the red hair that sprung over her face to wipe it off as softly as he could. ’Where have you been?’

He didn’t want her to feel trapped in his many question, but couln’t help to ask either. He was as curious as concerned, he knew he could scare her off easily because of her shy nature, but his curiosity was taking the overhand from time to time. While he waited for her response he could only feel the warm feeling inside of him grow by the second, she sure had put a cast on him.
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Re: But the tigers come at night

op zo okt 01, 2017 8:03 pm



She wears strength and darkness equally well,
the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.

For a moment it all felt like a dream. A dream that starts with an amazing beginning but further on turns into your worst nightmare and then.. at the worst moment, you wake up. It was that moment until she realised that she had missed him much more than she could have ever imagined. Even though she knew so little of him Rhaella could not imagine her life without this man anymore.

As she heard his words a warm feeling ran through her body. -He still cared- Grabbing his clothes with two hands tucking her face into his coat. But as she just started getting used to the feeling of being next to him again he grabbed her and pulled her away from him. A bit overwhelmed she looked him into his beautiful green eyes. Her face turning red as he watched her. I.. I think I am. was the only thing she could bring out that moment. But as the wave of questions continued she looked away. She swallows and lays her eyes in his again, her glance filled with sadness and perhaps a still lingering anger because of what she had to do for her father. That she couldn't tell him.. His voice is low, and filled with tenderness and concern. I have had some unfinished business She mumbles hollowly. Sharply she breaths in, and bats her lashes, pushing back the last bit of tears. and erasing the pressure on his cloths. Tentatively she raises her head and looks at him once more. His presence makes her feel unworthy, like the black sheep, as if she’s no good for anything, the blemish of her family.

But she can’t help herself from longingly looking up to him, and she has to stop herself from reaching out to him. Instead Rhaella inhales deeply and erases the sadness from her face, hiding her dwindling emotions behind an empty glance. ”Feel free to leave Eros, I know I have hurt you and I definitely blame myself for that. I don’t deserve someone like you around me...” She pushes a red lock behind her ear and glances at him, overcome by a whirlwind of feelings.

She stays quiet for a while until.. ”Or you can stay. Because I want you to stay” She utters softly, immediately frustrated by her own weakness.


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Re: But the tigers come at night

op ma okt 02, 2017 10:49 pm




Eros


Eros just still couldn’t believe he had her in front of her, after all the times his hope was turned down so hardly. Every time he rode by, on his champagne horse, every time he found the house exactly how he had left it the day before. Every day he dealt with the disappointment just because he couldn’t deal with accepting the fact that she was gone. If he had had a slight clue to where she was he would go after her, fighting everything off that caused danger to her, protect her against all the darkness. But he hadn’t, so he did what he could, ignoring the little voice that told him she was gone for good. And how happy he was that he had done that.

While holding her in front of her there was nothing more alluring to do than to push her back onto his arms and hold her for the next night, and maybe the day after. But his curious side couldn’t deal with the questions anymore. He listened with great care to her words, that brought his concern down a small bit. But after that he realized he had overwhelmed her again, he could hit himself in the head for that part. Softly Eros released her shoulders a bit, but still kept holding him as sign of backing away. Making her feel uncomfortable was the last thing he wanted, now that she had just gotten home. Her words said enough to him, and when he looked at her again he could see the sparks in her eyes get less vibrant. ’Well I hope it’s finished now.’ He spoke as gently as he could, hoping he would be careful enough this time.

With her previous words it already was a challenge, but the next sentences were the last drop that overfilled his cup. In an instinctive automatic move he grabbed her again pushing her into his arms and kept standing there for a few seconds. ’Rha, I don’t want to let you go, if I could I would always hold you like this, and just never let go. You deserve the whole world if you ask me.’ Eros slowly let the words go out, meaning every word he rolled off his lips. ’Guess I don’t have a choice then.’ He responded after, with a little fun hidden in his voice trying to lighten up the atmosphere again.






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Re: But the tigers come at night

op za okt 07, 2017 8:34 pm



She wears strength and darkness equally well,
the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.

She nodded. Hoping he would be right about the fact that things where ‘finished’ right now. But it would not. It would never end. Her father would never give her the rest she deserved. Even though he was on another Island right now. He knew exactly where to find her. Hiding was useless for this man and asking for help would be suicide. She tried it, over and over again. But every friend she asked for help disappeared shortly after that. It was strange. And her father had always denied it. But Rhaella knew it was him. She knew it all along.

For a short moment she bit  her lower lip, trying to push through the looming thoughts. Hearing his ever so kind words made her heart skip a beat. How did she ever deserved this man to be in her life?.. after what she just did. He wanted to comfort her and in fact he did. She was just astonished that after she left without even say anything he still cared for her. Even when they know each other not that well. But It was because of him that she always found her conscience. And her conscience told her that this time. She had to be honest. Even it would mean that she would set a fire in her fathers garden.

Rhaella grabbed Eros his coat again pressing her fingers into the fabric she looked up at him. Her mind is inflicted, she could still run and leave him behind, deflect all the question he’ll have. But she would not. Not this time. I want to tell you Eros.Her body lingers, one foot stepped forwards back into his embrace. She closes in on him again, her small figure leaning softly against his. I want to tell you everything. Quickly she hid her face into his coat again hiding away the tears that where pinching in the corners of her eyes. After she took her moment to calm down the pressure in her fingers decreased and she took a deep breath and as she looked up at him again she saw his worried face.

But first you must know. I have very little to give, but what I have can be yours Her breath caresses his skin before she kisses him slowly beneath his jawline. Her hand descends to his waist, down to his hip as she softly presses herself against him. Is that enough for you? Her head tilted backwards when she looks up to him, eyes ablaze with fire.


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Re: But the tigers come at night

op wo okt 11, 2017 8:12 pm




Eros


Now the moment of insecurity broke through. He had scared her off, but seeing her in those troubling eyes that almost reflected her like a mirror. He wanted to take her and leave to the safest place he could think of. Making sure he would never lose her again. It was then he realized how much he really missed her, it wasn’t just the hope he had of returning. It was one of the things that participated in the whole situation. Extraordinary to see, with them meeting only so briefly, still a lot had happened in between.

Feeling the woman come back into his arms, pushing her body in his thick coat and her arms wrapped around his. That feeling meant the world to him and he wished he could do it over and over again. ’Then tell me,’ He almost whispered, his voice soft towards him. He could jump in the air at this moment, feeling happy she was comfortable enough to come back to him again and show the things that bordered her. And at the same time he wanted to know what those things were, so he could help her through, protect her through the worst. ’Tell me everything that troubles you.’ Softly he pushed her closer with her small gesture.

Her words didn’t surprise him leaving him to smile at her a little bit broader. ’I don’t believe that, only your beauty for example gives so much more than you think,’ He let his green eyes sink into her red ones. ’That beauty of yours is out of this world.’ Eros said, as if he was out of breath, speaking the bare truth. Feeling her kiss let thousands of neurons react to the subtle touch, like there were flying millions of sparks between them. As she asked he drowned again in her fire like red eyes, that seemed to be flaring up. The only answer he could give was his lips going as an instinct to hers touching the softest that he had ever felt.

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Re: But the tigers come at night

op do okt 19, 2017 9:32 pm



She wears strength and darkness equally well,
the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.

Knowing how much comfort he gave her made her mind and soul feel at ease. She had to be stronger and especially smarter than her father. And maybe with Eros his help. Aeron would finally set her free and unchain her. She had done enough for him the past few years and she had enough of it. She wasn’t interest in the crown. Never was. And Rhaella knew that her uncle and maybe even her niece Faylice would be a better option for the throne. They where tactic, trained for this, raised to sit on a throne. Rhaella had been living her life in the shadows of the lords, ladies and princesses. Staying far away from them as possible. But everything had changed when her father had mingled himself into her life again.

Laughter dancing in her eyes as eros answered her way of affection. Rhaella let her hands slid up his chest to rest either side of his neck and lets him pull her closer into his embrace. Her red eyes closed. His mouth is warm, the caress of his lips soft.

She stays like that for a while, in his embrace kissing him and with nothing but peacefulness filling her mind. Her eyes are closed and her body feels content against his. Time passes as they stand there and slowly she opens her eyes again suddenly aware of the darkness around them. But at this moments she didn’t bother. Feeling his skin pressed to hers sparking something deep inside her stomach. It feels as if a thousand needles sting her softly at once, or as if a lightning bolt hits her and sets on fire. Never had she cared for anyone as much as for him. He always came back to her so she knew she could count on him. Always.

She’s drawn to him like a moth to the light and her skin feels hot.

Gently she released the pressure on his lips and created some more space between them. Eros barely able to speak she let her hands slide down his neck making the space between them larger. She didn’t want this moment to end but she had to before she would drown.

She inhales softly, her lips slightly trembling. Softly she bats her lashes and blinks a couple of times, the chaos draining from her face, and at last returning to her old self. The tips of her fingers softly cares her skin as she pushes some red locks behind her ear. Her long red hair is draped across her shoulders, the ends are almost reaching the end of her back.

Let’s just sit down for a moment she began as she took a short moment to sort out what just happened. Walking past him she moved herself towards the fireplace and lit it with the tip of her fingers and then placed herself on the soft bear skin in front of the place. Waiting for him to sit down next to her.

Before I tell you this.. she hesitated You must know that it is dangerous for you to know these things. And the last thing I want for you is to get hurt. her voice trembling as she placed her hand carefully on his. All of this has happened because of my father. she continues letting a sigh slipt through her lips as she bashes her lashes at him again. He is dangerous, and If I tell you this. Your life could be in danger too. Her eyes turned wide almost forcing him to let her stop talking about it. But she had to continue, for her own sake.







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Re: But the tigers come at night

op di nov 14, 2017 9:03 pm




Eros


The moment Eros his lips touched those of the red haired woman he could feel what felt like the sensation of thousands of neurons that reacted to each other. It was as if she was electric, bringing over so much bolts with every second they stayed connected. Feeling her warm, almost hot skin burn against his made him hold her even more tight. And to top it all off, Rha’s hands that folded around his skin, warming it up with every touch she gave. Softly he followed the contours of her chin down to her neck, gently stroking the skin. At this moment he felt like the world could explode around them. It confirmed his hopes, wiping away all the doubts that remained in his thoughts. In one little gesture all became clear, his feelings for the woman were the most real he had ever felt. And being with the her was the only thing he would want in the entire world.

But like all moments do, this one came to its end. Slowly she released the pressure, which made him follow with reluctance if he had to be honest. Eros looked down on her, a soft smile running over his face. She looked magical, with the perfect features the woman had. ’Rha..’ He could only respond, just as out of breath as she was. When Rha walked over to the couch he could feel the slight breeze stroking his face while he was nailed to the ground for just a second. Following her to the couch he sat down next to her, letting his almost dreamy grin fade into a more serious gaze.

He heard her words, carefully he made sure he listened to every single word the redhead had to say. Eros could almost feel the tension getting in the room by the second. He placed his other hand on top of hers that laid on him to make sure she was comfortable enough with it. ’It is sweet to hear you’re concerned with my safety.’ He started slowly, ensuring his words would reach to her ears. ’But I’m in danger with every day I’m walking around in this country, and for you I’d take any risk.’ His voice was soft, but his words were as clear as they could be. ’I want you save and nothing other than that.’ Eros’ emerald green eyes flickered by seeing her red eyes appear again from behind her long eyelashes. ’Why would he bring you into danger?’ He asked, his face more serious than ever. ’Who is this man?’ Was his final question before he shutted down his curiosity, not wanting to overrule her, again. Keeping his focus on the one thing that was important to him now, the red haired beauty.


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Re: But the tigers come at night

op vr jan 12, 2018 7:36 pm



She wears strength and darkness equally well,
the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.

He knew how to comfort her. He knew it a little too well, and she was craving for it. She wanted to hold onto him for a little while longer but she couldn’t. She could not drag him into the pits where she had been living in for her entire life. But the past few minutes her heart had felt so much better, and that was something she wanted more from. But the last thing she wanted was for him to get hurt, or worse.. So maybe.. she had to let him go.

“You don’t understand…” her last words where only a whimper. before she let them die into thin air. The whisper of her words flowing over her lips until it would reach his ears. She shuts her eyes down onto the skin beneath them and let her slender fingers slide trough the long hairs of the bear skin under them. Slowly pinches her hand into the skin and feels the pressure on the hair. As he comforted her with his words. It helped, it made her mind feel more at ease. But only for a short moment of time. Things where getting more serious for the last few years. Her fathers plans where getting much more serious. And the man before her did not know. He clearly did not know what her father was and is capable of. How his glow changed once her mother had died. How his eyes turned to dark and deep red murderous pools of death. How he burned half of Navarre and with those fires how he burned half the kingdom down. It has been many years ago while Rhaella was only a little girl. And ever since everything happened a lot has changed around these borders. She had lived in the castle of her mothers murderer, because her father had left her. She had to act like she cared for The king obeyed his rules inside the castle and try not to irritate him too much. Little he had known that the small girl already had a deep and dark hate against him. Filling every vein in her body with liquid lava as she grew older.

And for a moment everything that had happened runs through her mind again. Her breath stoked as she opened her mouth trying to say anything. “He is not what he used to be…” It came out louder then she had wanted and she tilted her head up, her red gaze piercing into his green ones. “He is a slaughter .. a demon” Her next words held so much more power. She pushed herself up, the look on her face had changed and frustration and anger could be read from her face. And.. and I am his heir. As she let the words conceal her mind she let herself fall back against the handrail of the couch. As if everything became clear again she turned her gaze towards Eros. Her eyes watery.






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Re: But the tigers come at night

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When did we allow evil
TO BECOME STRONGER THAN US?


Eros his mind secretly went on and on. His emerald green eyes so focused on the woman in front of him. Her soft contact distracting him from thinking clearly, let alone those red eyes that had what seemed like the smallest embers of fire within. Still he could think straight, but only what it was that was getting so much under Rha’s skin. Which factor was worrying her so much that she appeared to want to protect him from? The mind of the man was trying so hard to figure out the answers, and that was definitely not only because he was curious.

Her words, so softly spoken it was barely hearable wasn’t more than a whisper brought to him by the wind. Instead of asking more questions to please his curiosity, Eros held back his urge to shake everything she hid out of her. On the contrary, he waited for her to gather her thoughts, being as patient as he could be. The man knew that if he pushed too hard she would shut down even more, and that was the last thing he would want. He appreciated all the more that the woman had told him this much.

His patience got rewarded, gazing worried towards the woman that was clearly struggling to say anything at all. It caused pain, hunting his thoughts like a snake did with its preys. How could anyone do so much with her, whilst she was so soft and gentle. ’How was he then?’ Eros answered with a question, hoping she would have less difficulty talking about that. He still wanted to comfort her. Rhaella’s eyes were very intense as she looked up, making him almost forget everything that was on his mind. ’What did he do?’ His words came together with a exhale of his breath, making his whole voice softer with the shock her words took. ’We could at least see what we can do right? There has to be something we, I, can do.’ Eros his voice got stronger again, as he spoke from his heart.

With the same patience he listened to her words still, taking a moment to let it all sink in. But then it suddenly clicked, and all the details came together. Looking away to the ground he shook his head. Looking up again he grabbed her hand more firmly but gentle before his words slipped of his lips. ’Are you?!..’  


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Re: But the tigers come at night

op di jan 16, 2018 8:09 pm



She wears strength and darkness equally well,
the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.

Her last words where a relief. And for a moment a heavy burden she had been carrying around felt from her shoulders. But there where those curious words from the man in front of her again. She exhales and finds his green eyes again. Before she could respond his words he continued his and she tilted her head a bit. Making her red locks fall over her shoulder. See what we can do?…. I, can do What did she do in life to deserve him? As his voice grew stronger she felt her heart almost beat in her throat. I.. her voice stoked for a moment and she scraped her throat. I am making some plans. was her only reaction. She did not knew how, or when or if she was ever able to stop her father. But she did not want to let Eros know that she was too insecure to try or do something. She did not want him to carrying her burdens.

The only good thing about all of this was that the anger that had been filling her veins for years only made her fire bending stronger. She took the trainings from her father with so much passion, anger and desire that she could easily set the rest of the forest of Navarre on fire, and burn down the rest of the population. It would easily end all of her pain and devastation she had been living with for all those years. Luckily for her and the rest of the villagers, she had common sense. Something that her father did not possess. It was one of the positive things she inherited from her mother, besides her looks, joyful character and her love for animals. The thought of her father his common sense crossed her mind again and wondered if he ever possessed such things. She closes her eyes as the memories flash through her weary mind. But as soon as the thought came she waved it away.

As if something snapped in his mind she looked up at him again as he looked away His eyes piercing into the ground. A curious but confused look was placed on her lips but before she could ask him what crossed his mind he looked up again and grabbed her hand. This time more firmly than moments before. Rhaella leaned back a bit and her eyes widened slowly. That’s when it all became clear. He knew who she was.

Silence followed trough the room and the empty and meaningless words became more obvious with every second she stared into his eyes. Seconds passed by where she could not speak. But eventually she found the courage to do so. "Yes…” it was just a small word. Almost small enough to be washed away by a lot of feelings. But she had said it. She had just admitted it to him. And he knew it. He would probably know it a little too well. She pulled her slender fingers back from his grip. The grip she had been longing for for quite some time now. But right now she could not handle it. It ashamed her that she would always be referred to her father. “the daughter of the slaughter.” And it had to stop. She had to stop him.

Slowly but firm she stood up and created some distance between them. She moves herself towards the window and pierced her gaze to the landscape outside. "Yes, I am the daughter of Aeron Medici. Calm but soft the words rolled over her lips. The same man who burned half the kingdom down and with that, killed a lot of innocent souls.” Her voice was dull and cold, as if she wanted to banish the feelings she felt. Her eyes where focussed on the horses outside. Trying to stay focussed on anything that made her happy. But instead her eyes where slowly filled with tears and sadness. She looked away. Towards him. Her long red hair is draped across her shoulders, the ends are almost reaching the end of her back. She pulls it up with two hands and twists it, and looks at her reflection in the window again. She breathes in slowly and looks at her pale face, eyes dark in their sockets, lips red as a rose. We have to stop him Eros. eyes still focussed on the window. without any emotion she tried to let the words roll down her lips. And with that a small tear made his way down her cheeck.







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Re: But the tigers come at night

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When did we allow evil
TO BECOME STRONGER THAN US?


Seeing the lady, framed by her wild red hair, struggle so much. Eros couldn’t help but feel bad for her. She had bad things coming on and on for her, like an ocean of never-ending suffering. With each wave come crashing in every time she picked up her stride and stood on her feet again. It angered the blonde man, surprising him along the way. Never had he felt such strong feelings for a woman, and not only the way his stomach twisted every single time she her slender fingers touched his skin. Not earlier he had that much of an urge to fight for someone. Sure, back in the day when he fought in wars, he fought them like the warrior that was locked in his heart. It was for his country, something he had learned to love and fight for. No, this was so different, he didn’t had to think before deciding. It all was like automatic, as if there was no other way then to completely give everything up for just one woman. And of course she wasn’t just one woman, it was sometimes still a little girl, fragile with the best intentions. Forced to be dark, forced to be someone she really wasn’t.

The affirmative words came soon after his two little words. Two words that had a meaning far beyond how little they seemed. She pulled her fingers away, wanting Eros to grab them after and take the rest of her body with it. To hold her, so tightly she would feel at least the slightest bit of safety, and for so long as she would need it. But he didn’t, instead he waited, on how Rha would react, how she got on. ’You know that, even if he his family, he is nothing like you.’ He said, his emerald green eyes focused on her fair complexion her face had. Of course he knew Aeron, who didn’t. The man who burned half of the country in blind rage, killing so much more than just the landscape. As he thought about it, her words clarified the lines of thought his mind made. The times were rough, the bond between Valyria and Navarre wasn’t strong by any means, making the whole mountain area a siege for rogue commanders that weren’t loyal to both of the country’s. Eros had been through that, and all he had to say was that the apparent “peace” -or whatever it could be called- felt pleasant enough.

Her last words made the blonde man focus all the more on her again. Eros stood up, slowly as he saw her standing by the window. The soft glow of the outdoor lights made the little strands of red hair stand out, defining that frame of hair even more. His steps were as slow and soft, stopping only when he stood directly behind her. He grabbed the upper arm of the lady, squeezing very softly, wrapping it around her with the softest touch. Laying his other hand on the windowsill, while following her gaze outside. There was no more contact than that, even though his whole body screamed for more. ’Is it true his powers blew out with that one event?’ He asked without thinking about whether he could or should ask it. A frown was seen on his face, staring to the stables with the horses in it. ’Just so you know, I’m ready to fight,’ Now his warm voice got softer as well, not knowing how to react to the strong sensation. ’for you, and I’m ready to sacrifice anything.’ The gaze of his green eyes moved towards the lady. ’I know this sounds weird, but this is the clearest thing I’ve felt in a long time, if not for the first time.’






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Re: But the tigers come at night

op zo feb 04, 2018 11:22 pm

Rhaella Medici
She wears strength and darkness equally well
Years and years have passed since her father burned down half the landscape of Navarre. And nature was doing it’s best to recover what has been damaged. And if you looked closely at the landscape you could see that some plants and trees that fill themselves with the substances of the burned ground where growing. First only a few millimeters, but soon enough it switched to centimeters each week. Nature was regenerating itself again. The lives that where lost in the fires where sad enough, but with this new landscape that could appear, her fathers mission would be has failed. Of course it would take years and years until the landscape could recover. If it would ever recover again. Because the small plants that where growing there where so susceptible for anything that would happen outside. Animals walking over them, heavy rainfall. Rhaella had visited the borders of the landscape from time to time. Mostly when she felt alone, missing her parents. The burned landscape seemed to remind her overtime of the cruel things her father had done. She probably would have to live with the fact that the once so beautiful lavender fields, green forests and small meadows where never coming back.

In the reflection of the window she could see the large body of the man appear. But her body still braced itself when he suddenly touched her by her arm. She tried to control her breath and slowly started breathing in to regain the focus on her thoughts. Rhaella saw his other hand being placed on the windowsill. With her free hand she tried to find his hand that was placed on her arm and let it rest there for the moment. Seeking the slightest comfort she needed in his ‘embrace.’ ’Is it true his powers blew out with that one event?’ she heard him say. And again all the events that had occurred in the past trailed down her memory as a disease that was spreading trough her body. The man had put so many lives on a stake and for what. A golden crown, a jealous fantasy of ruling a country. She had never understood the importance of a king or queen in this world. The only thing she did understood was that it had to be an honest, respected and especially beloved woman or man sitting on that throne. And that was definitely not her father or her uncle. She knew a girl that would be fitted for the crown. But there was one thing that stood in her way. Thriumph. Someone who is not easily removed from ‘his’ throne.

Yes, he literally burned up all of his powers. All the anger he felt towards his brother had taken it’s toll on him and in the end he came weaker out of it. Her voice sounded softer and less hateful. The only positieve thing on this whole event was that her father has lost the fire in his veins and therefore he has become a wounded sheep. She pasted a wary smile on but it didn't last long. He will be a sheep that is chased by dogs. A wounded a vulnerable lamb And in time, all foul things he has done come forth. and he will pay for it.

She loved it how confident he became when he told her he was ready to fight. And she could not help but to curl her lips a bit up. I appreciate that Eros, really. Words where not enough to show her gratitude towards him. She knew it would not be enough. The man was willing to risk his life for whatever happens, and all she could think about was how to get rid of her father. It was selfish. She hesitated but looked at him towards the window. We are going to need a lot more help if we want to get rid of that man. she pointed out more confident. But you must know. If something happens to you, I will never forgive myself. her fingers stroke over his hand and slowly she twisted herself around in his grip. Her free hand found his shoulder and she let it rest there for a moment. As her eyes trailed over his handsome face and locked themselves into his green eyes.

Part of her wanted to have him by her side if it ever comes to a battle. But another part was too afraid of losing him. Someone she had recently met but became more important to her everyday. If it ever comes to a fight, I don’t want you to sacrifice yourself for this. Not for me. her voice trembled with every word she said Promise me. With a self-assured look in her eyes she continued her words. Sometimes, I wonder why all of this is happening to the Medici family. All the hatred, the lies, the fights, the unhappy endings. a sighed was released from between her lips and she tilted her head to the side. Resting against the man his shoulder. It is as if there is a curse resting on this family. Waiting to wipe out all of the Medici’s one by one.




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