we must hide our love
07-03-2013, 10:45 PM
Anticipation emanated from her core as she awaited the assassin?s judgment, the sly smirk that told nothing less than maleficent intentions still dominating her visage despite the fact that the silence wracked her nerves. Perhaps the praise the russet babe offered the white witch time in and time out was what Morphine had thrived upon ? had desired from so many more ? so if her schemes were met with approval, she would undoubtedly ooze her confident regalia that had almost dissipated with her lost title. But the wench still did not seem to breach an awareness to what Morphine was attempting to hint at, and she drew in a deep breath, preparing to relay her possible blueprints unto the eager woman. I want to make her pay, she spoke easily, her voice eerily calm and quiet even though the message lingering behind her words was dark. Metallic gaze averted from the other?s figure, landing upon the mountain that jutted so far above where they resided now, the same treacherous domain that Desdemona roamed. I will take them ? I will take them, she spoke vehemently, lids draping over her eyelids as she maintained steady breaths. ? With or without you. I will take their lives or I will hold them hostage in Tortuga where their parents shall never see them again. The promise was ardent ? the promise to reclaim the throne she had lost because of his incompetence and her foolishness.