Sirius' eyes went wide. "No father! Please! I couldn't possibly control myself! I've never bitten a person before!"
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But then his eyes flashed white. "I know what to do." His beast inside of him said. "Trust me boy."
"I cannot let you out it's what my father wants."
Taz gave a sigh. He touched Sirius' mind and
Sirius downloaded in his mind what Taz his beast wanted to do.
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And then his attention snapped back to reality.
"Bite her right now! It's not to feed off of her you pathetic parasite! If you go too far I'll pull you off myself, don't talk back to me or I'll make you burn her more." Alastor was yelling.
But now Sirius was calm. He opened his mouth and bit down on Saoirse's burned arm and he erased her bond marks from her arm.
His fangs tingled with excitement as his prey suddenly submitted to him. But he made a few more bites and suddenly Alastor's eyes went wide.
"How did you learn to do that?!" No!!!!
Saoirse going still, didn't resist at all and it tempted him to enjoy the power of consuming her. His mind melted away and his eyes grew dark and he sank his fangs in deeper, passing through her vein and sinking them deep into her muscle to get a more rich supply. But then Taz took over his mind and helped him let go.
With an incredible show of self control, and mastery of his bond with his beast, he had marked her as his betrothed and the future queen.
The king shook his head in anger at his sons defiance and then commanded the queen to help Saoirse to her feet.
The woman who was massaging his back now stopped what she was doing and ran to the girl's aid.
But before she could reach her Sirius picked her up gently in his arms protectively. "She is my betrothed now you will not touch her.!"
He waved his hand at the king and queen and dismissed themselves.
"I shall be in my room with my fiancé." Sirius said, "she is under my protection from now on."
As they began walking away, confused at what just happened, the king called out to them once again, "Oh and Saoirse, if you don't cheer up, you'll hurt Sirius and I won't have that." He was trying to get the last word.
"So quit thinking of ways to escape and get used to your new life. You are nothing but a servant to my son now and when you two are old enough, I will have you marry him to bring me more descendants. I expect you to be worthy of that. Any descendants of his that are weak will be killed by my hand. You can be sure of that."
Saoirse's eyes filled with fear but Sirius insisted in protesting his fathers will so she sided with him by not saying anything as she was carried by Sirius out of the room.
Once they left the throne room, he led her to his room and set her down on a chair before he threw himself against the wall, slumping down to hug his knees and cry. Saoirse was confused at this sudden outburst. she felt mad at this boy who had been forced to act so brutally against her. She wanted to say "You should have said no."
But she knew he had saved her so after a while she touched his shoulder.
He jumped away from her in shame and hugged his legs tighter.
As much as Saoirse wanted to feel sorry for this boy who had been forced to act so brutally against his will, the pain from the burns on her arms stayed in memory. But somehow he had erased them. Now she bore some sort of scar that glowed in the dark and looked like an intricate tattoo.
She noticed though that Sirius felt her pain. He would constantly be rubbing his forearms as if the anger she felt was causing his arms to burn. He tried to hide it from her, and she realized that this was just another way for Alastor to control his son. Sirius was actually such a gentle soul. She couldn't understand how he was related to such an evil king such as Alastor.
'If only I hadn't followed that rabbit.' She thought. It really hadn't been Sirius' fault for bringing her here, it had been curiosity and a rabbit. Her and Sirius would have just continued their lives as they had been if it hadn't been for that rabbit.
Saoirse looked at him laying on the floor where he had laid the day she was burned. He hadn't moved. 'What had his life been like though before he found her? He looked pretty lonely here in the castle. No one had even come to check on them to see why they were still in his room. She sighed.
"Hey Sirius," she tried scooting closer to him. "Don't worry about it, I know what he wants us to do is to have me serve you and I get that, but you know what? Maybe instead we can be friends."
Sirius looked up at her curiously and she wiped a tear from his face as she continued, "who's he anyways that can order you around? Won't you be the king someday? So maybe we can change things! Maybe we can be friends and he won't even have to know about it and maybe you would be happy if I marry you. The tattoos you gave me are beautiful and it didn't hurt."
He got red when she said this and scooted away a bit. "Saoirse you don't have to do that, I promise I won't lay a finger on you."
Saoirse came over to him again and gave him a hug. "Hey Sirius, let's be friends, we don't have to go through this alone."
He hesitated in her embrace and noticed she smelled really nice, and his grief began to fade. Like a sigh, he felt his mood lift and he hesitated one last time before he hugged her back, "thank you." He mumbled. "I'm really so sorry I burned you."