Ezekihel's Point Of View
'Stupid, irritating, idiot. How could he be so fucking care free? Ignorance is not always bliss... dumbass...'
"Ezekihel... you really didn't act rational in there at all. Should we talk about it? You seem to want someone to kill you... why?" Meyhymn asked.
He had taken me back to his room and chained me to his bed.
'New cushy life, he said... but I'm still a fucking prisoner.... how is this any different? Stupid, dumbass, idiot...'
He had gotten too comfortable with his luxurious life, I wanted to see him crumble with despair. Say whatever you want, but his high horse was too high if you asked me. He was still educated in the art of seduction like the rest of us, he just got to choose his firsts. The rest of us didn't have a choice.
"Ezekihel...?"
