Miraharlson

He stood there watching her while she drank the whole bottle of wine in a go. "Ladies are not supposed to drink."


"I'm no lady." She put back the knife in her boots.


"Well I was told you were a lady, it appears then that I have been misled." He sounded disappointed. That was all he needed to get her in the mood, a challenge.


"Trust me you do not need a lady," she smirked. She took two steps forward, he moved two steps backward. "There are a lot of things a lady can give but what I give I doubt a lady can." She moved forward again pushing him to the wall. "You are not here to meet a Lady are you. A lady is prim and proper. If you wanted someone like that you wouldn't be here."


He swallowed deeply. She was so close to him he could feel his heart beating faster he should be the one in control not her. "No I'm not. I'm not looking for a lady."

She smiled pushing backward. "Very well then. Follow me." He did not object he followed her up the stair to the room Howard had left him in. She walked too majestically for a black commoner he thought as he watched her climb the stairs.

She opened the door slowly. Standing aside she waited for him to come in before locking the door. She hid the key to the door in a bag on her shelve. "You might as well take off your  hood, No one can harm you here." She said turning to face the man.


He did as she had said. He took of his robe and placed it on a sit behind the door. "A man of my status can be harmed anywhere."


She did not doubt him. He did look far more than the normal aristocrat, his hair went down to his back and his skin had no freckles. He had the lightest shade of green eyes she had ever seen, it matched his dark hair beautifully. He was beautiful just like a King but who he was was of no concern to her.



"I'll protect you." She said getting up. She started to get free of her dress first the cosset.


"You protect me?" He burst out laughing. "What does an ordinary commoner know about protection."


She was now only in her inner clothing, a red silk gown. "A commoner knows everything about everything especially a black commoner. We get to learn to fight you know, since we not only have food to worry about but also other peoples unexplained hatred for our skin colour."


"I have always thought black people attractive. Sometimes I'm even envious."


She snorted. "You say that now because you are about to lay with one. The aristocrats are the worst don't let me get started with the King. But that is of no use to us today." She grinned. She shoved him to a pillar standing in the middle of her room. "Give me your hands."

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