I saw the desperation in his eyes, I knew he needed me. I couldn’t say no. I stood up and quietly followed him out the side door. We walked for what seemed like forever, ducking into the nooks and crannies of the underground lair. Then finally he turned around where he felt comfortable. I crossed my arms, leaned on the wall and began to speak… but he stopped me. The touch of his finger on my lips lit the fire in me like no other man could ever do. Not even for Lucius, my favorite progeny, did I ever feel this for. “No. Let me say what I need to say first,” he continued, “and then you can scream, hit , yell or do whatever you want to me.” he said. What came next was a flood of confessions and apologies for which the sincerity couldn’t be faked. He spoke of love, like he really knew what that word meant. I almost believed him. I listened to all of it until he turned to me pleading for a response.
cherry spy
The Tribunal of Marius de Romanus, Pt. 10
I hate waiting on things. Most of the time anyway, especially for things like this. I get anxious when I am forced to wait. And so to pass the time, I began pacing. Back and forth while the others sat around or spoke with one another. I was determined to leave a worn area upon the floor.
Cherry of course was watching me, perhaps wondering what I was thinking. Not that I deserved her thoughts after I wronged her, I know I fucked up but I did want to fix things. It is just hard for me to admit such weakness. Often I doubt that I deserved her love in the first place. So many worries and so little time, one at a time Va’lis… One at a time.
My pacing continued and still her eyes watched me, Carrie watched as well and I could feel her worry from across the room. Another I wronged, and if I had been a better sire perhaps none of this would have happened. I could have forbidden her to marry him so soon after she was brought into this life. She was young and learning still, but instead I gave her what she wanted. Not what she needed.
Another mistake.
The Tribunal of Marius de Romanus, Pt. 1
I knew the time had come. Monday is the Tribunal. David and Maharet had done all they could do, at least I wouldn’t be put down like a lame dog. But I would be away from my family, my Lydia. That hurt me more than anything else. I know that as much as she sometimes gets overwhelmed by my antics, Lydia is actually a very sensitive woman and the knowledge that I am out there somewhere where she can run to is a big comfort for her. I am not sure that anyone would be able to quiet the silence that she would feel if they sentence me to a box. Not even Va’lis, for as much as she loves him and he loves her — it’s not the same. That desperation was one I felt when Lydia taken from me and only when you have that kind of love could you ever truly relate. But there was no turning back now, I must face the music.
Aftermath, Pt. 4
Marius needed all his strongest Legionnaires called home. He had asked me to bring my best most formidable commanders to Sosaria. Some of them have never traveled to this planet. So I had to go back to Earth, something I dreaded right now for Carrie’s sake. Rules of operation had to pressed out to them; what they could bring and what they could not. I resigned myself to the fact I would have to go.
But if I had to go back to France, I might as well look the part. I donned my best most expensive garments. My fabulous off the shoulder royal blue-colored sheath dress and matching statement hat, Givenchy of course. My powder blue stilettos, Jimmy Choo, would clack across the marble of the our Parisian Pallisades compound as I made my way down to our version of the “Situation Room”.