the venomless snake

Studying her expression, which didn’t initially change. Rhazien listened to her words and mulled them over. Still, they seemed to go in one ear, and out the other- because, no matter what Aurelia chose to say, it wouldn’t have swayed Rhazien from trying to give her some advice. In his mind, she was a wasted beauty- perhaps it would have been better for her to be a docile plaything. Regardless, he had struck a nerve within her. She was spewing interpretations, not understanding his reasoning. And that’s why she would continually fail, in the clutches of the Saxe. But what do I know… “You know nothing” He was quick to cut her off. Wanting to interject, voice similar to a hiss as he almost glared at her. She was so naive.

A sudden rush of air left his nostrils, which served as his initial response to Sephiran's mention of love. Was the boy even capable of such a thing? No, and Rhazien wholeheartedly believed that. “Ahh, that’s where you’re wrong. Respect and fear coincide with one another. It’s the foundation of supremacy- of dominion. There is no democracy, in the Saxe kingdom.” Correcting her, but not prompting further. Rhazien wanted her to hear him. “Claiming he loves you in a manic episode- quite typical for Sephiran. And when the mania subsides? What are you left with, Aurelia?” Leaving the cliffside, and gravitating towards her. Rhazien was once again looming over her, staring down into those enraged blue eyes. “If you’re content with random bursts of affection that morph into a cold reality. One where you are nothing more than a hole for him to fuck. One where he will eventually grow tired of your outbursts, and rip your tongue out of your mouth. Where he will break your limbs repeatedly, and force you to crawl on the ground beneath him. Where he will eventually grow bored, and let his siblings gang bang you, breeding pups into you until you can’t keep track of who sired who.“ The words dripped from his maw like venom- bitter, minacious, and crude. These were the realities of a Sidi. “Then continue with this act, by all means.” And with that, Rhazien had spoken his piece. Moving past her, to saunter away in the direction he had arrived. Of course, he wouldn’t stray too far- he had to ensure she wasn’t going to chuck herself over that cliff after all.

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