She sat back and wondered how her brother was… she hoped the King had held to his word. And left her brother alone. She knew she would have to find a way to get to him and set him free. Atheria was doomed without him there. It wasn't long before Arda came to her door to inform her that Supper would be served soon. Amora still had no desire to eat, and told the older elf that she would eat a light snack as she didn't feel hungry after today's events. Seeming to understand, the Woman left her for a while and brought back a small platter with the making of a sandwich and various fruits, on the edge were two goblets, one with water the other with a strong honey mead... "Thank you" She smiled up at the older woman and grabbed the small wine goblet from the edge of the tray. The old mistress nodded her head and left, pulling the door behind her.
Sitting at the vanity, Amora grabbed the brush and began to work her hair through…removing all of the tangles before weaving a singular braid down her back. Looking over her shoulder she could see the sun begin to set on the wretched day….and her stomach knotted…knowing it was not quite over. She would be ready this time…she told herself as she eyed the wooden dowels sitting in the corner by the window.
It was late and the majority of the palace had turned in for the night when he decided to head for his other half's chambers. He would Make up for his display of weakness earlier. He had spent the last part of the day scolding himself over allowing her to affect him like she has. He stormed his way down the hall, faster and faster, until he found himself stopping abruptly in front of her chamber door. In lieu of knocking, he opened the door barging straight in, Amora stood abruptly obviously startled. Before immediately collapsing. Godwynn rushed in and caught her before her head hit the floor.
"What the-?" He looked around unsure of why she would faint, before noticing her tray full of food, from earlier. He remembered she hadn't eaten the night he offered her food as well. And Arda had said she didn't eat yesterday either. He looked at her gritting his teeth…the muscle in his jaw ticked as his frustration consumed him…He would simply force her to eat.
It wasn't long before she began to stir, taking in her surroundings, she cautiously looked up, and was met with frustrated Black eyes, with cerulean surrounding the irises…They flexed and dilated as she stared back at him for a moment. He raised an eyebrow at her, obviously irritated at her. She tried to pull away from him to get up but he held her still, as her eyes grew wide.
"When was the last time you ate, my pet?" he growled…
Amora swallowed hard, "When I was still in the care of the Lethorians…"
His gripped tightened on her…why would he give a rats ass if she ate or not.
"You will not be able to perform for me if you have not eaten…" He said, his voice was deep, having dropped and octave as he spoke. He was genuinely angry at her.
Godwynn stood, leaving her on the floor at his feet, Amora tried to get up, but he pressed her down with his boot. "No…you will crawl…I would hate to see you use up too much energy, trying to walk with me." Sarcasm laced his words. Amora looked up at him, clenching her jaw tight, now she was the one to get annoyed, Huffing audibly.
A dark smile crossed his face, seeing that he was getting under her skin. Godwynn grabbed her food and walked across the room to the chaise. "Come." He ordered.
Amora thought about ignoring his command…but then thought better of it…she knew he wasn't someone to press your luck with. And his kindness, wasn't guaranteed tomorrow. Swallowing her pride she crawled behind him…the hard floor biting at her knees. The dark prince dropped down onto the furniture and leaned back, sprawling out as he did so.
"Come and kneel right here, Amora." Pointing to the space between his legs…The young princess did as he asked. He heart beating loudly in her ears, no longer feeling weak or shaky like she was moments ago.
Godwynn looked down at her for a moment…really taking in her features…she was breathtakingly beautiful. Her eyes seemed to peer into the depths of his soul, and he secretly hoped she would want what she found hidden in there….Rolling his eyes as he caught himself being enamored by her, he reached out to the tray of food. Grabbing the fruit, he took a small bite so that the juice ran freely. "Lay your head on my lap."
Amora froze…afraid to be so close to him…down there.
Before she could convince herself to move forward. Godwynn had leaned up and threaded his hands through her hair…pulling her head to him so that her chin laid on his left leg and her head rested on the V-cut of his abdomen, her left shoulder dug lightly into the furniture beneath him. After a moment she began to relax and leaned into him as his scent intoxicated her, scraping away at some of her resolve. Godwynn stroked her hair as he took the fruit and ran it along her lips the juices dribbling down her chin. "Eat" and with no hesitation…she took a bite…of the sweetest fruit she had ever tasted in her life…She wanted to look up at him, to thank him maybe, but he held her head firm. And made her continue to eat. Feeding her slowly until the plate was empty.
They sat there a moment in silence…the crackling of the fireplace being the only noise in the room. "Amora, it seems you have eaten all of the food…" He had released her head so that she could look up at him, but not before noticing the bulge in his pants. "Did you not want me to?" she asked…unsure of what he wanted from her.
His eyes became hooded… "I did…but now I'm hungry as well, little pet…and you look quite delicious." His eyes focused on her lips. Palming her cheek, he stroked his thumb over her chin…traces of the fruit juice still lingered. He brought her face towards him, smiling as he felt her pulse quicken. Slowly and tentatively, he licked the juice from her chin…stopping at her lips. He looked her face over…her wide eyes watched him. He reminded himself of his purpose here…to break her…he was meant to break her…and here he was trying to care for her.
Resigning himself to what he needed to be doing, Godwynn sighed heavily as he sat back "I will be honest princess…enjoy how I treat you tonight…the next time I come to you, I won't be so gentle. I will break you, in the name of Nyberia I will.…but for tonight..." He watched as her throat bobbed, swallowing her nerves her eyes looking between the nearby window and him, he decided not to continue on his verbal tirade, he decided to cut to the chase, "Undress yourself, and lie on the bed," he ordered. Godwynn leaned forward and stood, then turned his back on her to walk to the door, before locking it.