Chapter 18 Seventeen in a few months

Chapter 18

 

Seventeen in a few months

 

 

 

                Briee slipped across the bed slowly; sleep still in her eyes and her body sore. She noticed to her side her bow and daggers lay quietly within reach. The sun was right in her eyes, limiting her vision. She reached for them and felt something push her hand away, a second attempt and the same thing, only this time a bit more forceful. She sat up and started to rub the sleep from her eyes, as she did that she felt a hand on her shoulder. In reaction she lunged for the dagger only to hit something hard. Something very hard, if had not been for that hand she would have fallen and down to the floor.  Briee resettles herself and looked up.

 

“You…”

 

“Good morning Briee. Sleep well?”

 

                It didn’t make sense. Why was he so calm about me? I just tried to kill him last night and now it’s like it never happened. He sounds like he’s known me for years, and now my shoulders killing me too. What was it that I hit? There’s nothing there. No wall, no pole, nothing, but it felt like I hit one. Seriously, who the hell is this guy? I better watch what I do… He looks to know what that sword does. But he also has a sweet look to him, and he’s kind of, no wait, he is handsome, muscular too. His clothing look elegant on him, and I’m assuming he was sleeping in this bed, it smells good. Kind of like sex, but with a sweet gentle touch to it… It’s intriguing.

 

“Yes I did, did you?”

 

“Quite well actually, I enjoyed the night.”

 

                She looked at him puzzled then looked at herself to find all of her clothing other than her under gowns gone. She quickly grabbed the bed sheets and pulled them up covering herself.  She shot him some evil glares and started to slide back across the bed, trying to get away from him.

 

“What did you do to me?”

 

“Nothing, I’m not a pervert child. This is actually the first time I’ve been in this room since I dropped you off last night.”

 

“Then how did I end up dressed so little?”

 

“I’m not alone Briee.”

 

                That’s when I noticed her, over at the balcony. Her long brown hair flowing in the wind, melting, looking as if it was a perfectly combed mane of a mare. Then that dress, that white dress, flowing hugging the curves of her body. Even the way she held herself looked elegant and graceful. As if she was a Queen, but not one of those pampered ones, more like one of those Queens that was ruling the empire. Yea like of those. She’s so beautiful. I hate her. Of course he would be traveling this girl. She’s probably his wife for all I know. But then again I don’t see any wedding bands. It still feels me with rage. She’s so pretty, so… fully grown and mature. How can I compete with that? I mean I’m small and barely notice able. No man would like to have me, especially not this one.

 

“Who’s she?”

 

“My traveling companion, she’s really nice.”

 

“Looks like a whore.”

 

                I could feel something very hot against my skin after I said that. It felt like a needle placed on my skin, not yet pushed in but on it. His eyes turned a bit sharper and on me more. I could tell he didn’t like my comment, but like I care… I’ll make him crave me. If I can’t have a man honestly, I’ll seduce them.

 

“She’s not a whore, and you will watch what you say about her. Understood? You are a child and if need be, you will be treated like one.”

 

“I’m not a child! I’ll be seventeen in a few months.”

 

“Exactly. You’re a child.”

 

“Pfft. I bet you’re not over 20.”

 

“I’m… 22.”

 

“Right. I bet your just saying that so I think you’re older. Your probably just a goodie goodie that hasn’t even tasted a woman yet. Pfft, all you nobles are the same.”

 

“Look who’s talking. You’ve never even kissed a boy. Beside, I’ve nothing to prove to an assassin.”

 

“I have too! I’ve kissed a lot of boys and went to bed with many too.”

 

“So you’re a whore?”

 

“NO! I… well… I liked them a lot…”

 

“You’re a virgin.”

 

“NO I’M NOT.”

 

“Stop lying.”

 

“I’m not.”

 

“Yes you are.”

 

“How would you know?”

 

“Because I’m gifted. I have magick that lets me see and know many things that you couldn’t dream of. I’m able to feel a person’s body, the tension, stress, cravings, and pangs of pain to depression. If there is one thing that I learned about my gift, it’s that when a girl is a virgin, her body has a different build to it. When they aren’t, they are different.”

 

“Ah… Well is she one?”

 

“No… but I don’t need my gift to know that.”

 

“Because she’s a whore right?”

 

                Something smacked me across the face really really hard. I could feel my jaw shake and I could see white everywhere. My head hit the bed, so I didn’t get too hurt. But when I came too she was standing next to the bed, I could see stars, and my cheek hurt like a bitch. She didn’t look happy, and she hand was all red.

 

“I AM NOT A WHORE! I’m his love and I’m pregnant with his child. So watch what you say or I’ll be the one that’s beating you soon.”

 

                She’s pregnant with his child… God damn it. That’ll make seducing him harder.