was using complete concentration reign me in. So much for him not reading my thoughts like we thought.
Why not do this all the time? Save your voice! I offered folding my arms. I needed to stand my ground but sarcasm inside your own head was a wee bit harder to get across. What river would you release?
“You’re not ready for that yet, ” Ian said too calm and collectively, shoulders squared . His eyes seeing every little detail of what my mind wasn’t saying but my body was. He knew I was affected by him.
I was there. At the ceremony. And when you were born. I’m glad you chose our court.
Why are you telling me this? “If you’d not keep things from me, I’d be better informed before I do something you don’t approve of.” Ian didn’t answer back to me so I guessed he was about to switch back to speaking aloud. I noticed his body shrunk a little in exhaustion, his fists opening. Does it tire him to force the talking in our heads...or chasing after me?
Stormed with pain his eyes never left mine, “Protection, Grace. You are the queen of the Seelie Court who should not go gallivanting about where the enemies lurk. You are a queen that shouldn’t compromise the entire court by perishing for a simple curiosity. We all know what happened to the cat, as you so often ponder. A queen needs to stop and think about her court and its best interests, not chase the mouse. A queen will lose the trust of her people should she—"
“Trust? You’re one to talk. You’ve both promised me trust, but still you treat me like I can’t handle things. You are so busy trying to keep me “protected” that you’ve left me sitting with the dunce hat walking around my “people” as if I haven’t a care in the world. I can’t protect them if I don’t know how. Don’t tell me what I’m not doing until you’re prepared to admit what you’re not doing with this little charade of egging me on. You say you’ll include me one minute, and then the next you and Pike are plotting without me. And then you mess with my mind and I just get all confused around you. You consume me and I can’t see around you, like I’m stuck in a glass wall for the few seconds while you capture your prey.” I fumed back at him.
He didn’t aim back at this little tirade, but breathed in deeply closing his eyes telling me it was something he didn’t want to hear.
“You can’t leave alone again.” He stood expressionless and stepped closer. His mouth twitched with annoyance. He avoided the dodging secrets from me again.
“Fine.” I didn’t move, paralyzed when another step came my way.
His face was an inch from mine. His hand touched my cheek. My breathing was ragged, my chest rising fast. I forget to stay mad when his lips parted just so and tilted my head to fit his hand. Then...I turned away. When I turned back, he was gone.
Chapter Six
virtue - n. a quality considered morally good or desirable in a person 2. chastity
I fell on the bed and cried refusing to leave my room till lunch was called. By then my eyes had lost their puffiness and I changed and headed to the table. Ian never came. We’d never really had a fight of this caliber. In reality it wasn’t a fight really, since few words had been exchanged. But not seeing him to face the problem had me guessing he’s so mad he’s just going to ignore me. Progress, none! I returned to my rooms and this time refused dinner. When I bedded down for the night, I told Danella to stay outside my room and to not let anyone in. I wanted to be totally alone like I should be. Punish myself for what I did, but not because it bothered him. Because he will not let me help due to his protective cover. My mind went through a million things, a long list of need to do’s.
I had to face the Pike situation soon as well. He was overstepping my personal space lately. His scent continued
Why not do this all the time? Save your voice! I offered folding my arms. I needed to stand my ground but sarcasm inside your own head was a wee bit harder to get across. What river would you release?
“You’re not ready for that yet, ” Ian said too calm and collectively, shoulders squared . His eyes seeing every little detail of what my mind wasn’t saying but my body was. He knew I was affected by him.
I was there. At the ceremony. And when you were born. I’m glad you chose our court.
Why are you telling me this? “If you’d not keep things from me, I’d be better informed before I do something you don’t approve of.” Ian didn’t answer back to me so I guessed he was about to switch back to speaking aloud. I noticed his body shrunk a little in exhaustion, his fists opening. Does it tire him to force the talking in our heads...or chasing after me?
Stormed with pain his eyes never left mine, “Protection, Grace. You are the queen of the Seelie Court who should not go gallivanting about where the enemies lurk. You are a queen that shouldn’t compromise the entire court by perishing for a simple curiosity. We all know what happened to the cat, as you so often ponder. A queen needs to stop and think about her court and its best interests, not chase the mouse. A queen will lose the trust of her people should she—"
“Trust? You’re one to talk. You’ve both promised me trust, but still you treat me like I can’t handle things. You are so busy trying to keep me “protected” that you’ve left me sitting with the dunce hat walking around my “people” as if I haven’t a care in the world. I can’t protect them if I don’t know how. Don’t tell me what I’m not doing until you’re prepared to admit what you’re not doing with this little charade of egging me on. You say you’ll include me one minute, and then the next you and Pike are plotting without me. And then you mess with my mind and I just get all confused around you. You consume me and I can’t see around you, like I’m stuck in a glass wall for the few seconds while you capture your prey.” I fumed back at him.
He didn’t aim back at this little tirade, but breathed in deeply closing his eyes telling me it was something he didn’t want to hear.
“You can’t leave alone again.” He stood expressionless and stepped closer. His mouth twitched with annoyance. He avoided the dodging secrets from me again.
“Fine.” I didn’t move, paralyzed when another step came my way.
His face was an inch from mine. His hand touched my cheek. My breathing was ragged, my chest rising fast. I forget to stay mad when his lips parted just so and tilted my head to fit his hand. Then...I turned away. When I turned back, he was gone.
Chapter Six
virtue - n. a quality considered morally good or desirable in a person 2. chastity
I fell on the bed and cried refusing to leave my room till lunch was called. By then my eyes had lost their puffiness and I changed and headed to the table. Ian never came. We’d never really had a fight of this caliber. In reality it wasn’t a fight really, since few words had been exchanged. But not seeing him to face the problem had me guessing he’s so mad he’s just going to ignore me. Progress, none! I returned to my rooms and this time refused dinner. When I bedded down for the night, I told Danella to stay outside my room and to not let anyone in. I wanted to be totally alone like I should be. Punish myself for what I did, but not because it bothered him. Because he will not let me help due to his protective cover. My mind went through a million things, a long list of need to do’s.
I had to face the Pike situation soon as well. He was overstepping my personal space lately. His scent continued
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