North & South by K T Munson

Author:K T Munson [Munson, K T]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781499531176
Published: 2014-05-09T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 31

Celia

Celia listened to the music in the street as she lay naked amongst the sheets. The festival filled the streets with singers, dancers, and all sorts of entertainers. Despite all of that The Gentleman had come and demanded more of her than ever before. Sometimes she felt like she was nothing more than a subject for his exercises.

He had never excreted his seed in her. Harrison had done so every time they were joined. She had been careful to consume Grendal so she did not conceive a child. She did the same here after every visit at Vovo’s insistence. She had not told him of The Gentleman’s failure to fill her womb with his seed. Celia imagined it was because he was in complete control. Already she could sing longer and bear the enormity of him without as much pain.

Just as he never emptied himself, he never kissed her. Not like Rauf had. Celia closed her eyes and pushed the pain building in her chest. She had seen him only once since then and he had made no effort to speak to her. She should not have been so reckless and lost her only friend.

The Gentleman appeared above her and leaned down to kiss her head. “Until tomorrow.”

When the door closed she tried to close her eyes and let sleep take her but it would not come. She needed to drink some water. With a groan she pushed herself up and let the sheets fall away from her. The room was dimly lit and the heat of the evening lingered on her skin. Unhappily, she dressed herself slowly; her skin protested at the being covered, if the windows were not open she would have started to sweat.

She wore a simple dress with a plunging neckline and fell to her feet in a gentle sway of fabric. It cinched at the waist and she tightened the back to take care against escaping breasts. At the beginning she had covered herself with shawls and light silk robes. With the heat of summer building she had abandoned them quick enough.

Celia slipped out of the door and down the hallway. She tried not to look at the shadowy place between the pillars where Rauf had kissed her. Her eyes darted to it and she mentally berated herself for hoping where there was no place for it. She could hear the loud activities in one of the rooms where a girl was insisting for more.

She hurried down the stairs and back towards the kitchen. Picking up an empty pitcher in the hallway she pushed the door open to the kitchen. Within, Vovo stood at the edge of a man’s blade. Startled the pitcher slipped from her fingers and clattered against the hard floor. Her mouth opened, but she didn’t scream as her eyes darted towards the man in black.

He was tall, as tall as Rauf, and had the gait of a man who knew how to use the deadly weapon in his hand. He was dressed like an assassin or at least what Celia always imagined an assassin would be wearing.

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