She sped off from the Freehold, a bright smile on her face. She got to see him again...she couldn't wait to have him. She frowned, deeply, the car beginning to make noises and sputter. She pulled over and peered under the hood, not able to see the problem. Her heart dropped, and she called him. He sounded almost concerned, and that lifted her ( Read more... )

She smiled softly down at him as she woke, gently running a finger down the side of his sleeping form. It had been what she needed...to feel loved, to feel desired, to feel wanted. And now...she had to wonder...how did she feel about him ( Read more... )

She smiled softly to him, gently running her fingertips over his bare face. He smiled, watching her as she moved. That smile...her heart fluttered again with the little smile he gave her. She nuzzled against him, resting her head in the crook of his arm as she felt the sleep try to steal over her ( Read more... )

She left Daoine's room, sighing softly as she shut the door. It had gone better then she had anticipated, once again. She liked Daoine, despite all of the drama, and really did want to get to know her, at some point. All of the warnings, everything she had said...she still took it with a grain of salt. It wasn't that she didn't trust Daoine, it ( Read more... )

She awoke, the tears from her dreams still drying on her cheeks, the sheet casually flung about her body. She glanced around the room, frowning deeply as she saw he had left. She stood, pulling the sheet with her, walking into the bathroom. She walked back into the bedroom, biting her lip as she saw the note. Tears swelled in her eyes as she ( Read more... )

She sighed as she followed his through the house. What a way to spend the Holiday. Promises, dreams, hopes...none of which would come to fruition. She had kinda thrown himself at him, and he turned her down...again. Perhaps, it just wasn't going to happen. Or he was just leading her on to cause trouble between her and Daoine ( Read more... )

Rowena shut the door to her room behind her and breathed a deep sigh of relief. That had gone much better then she expected...No yelling, no screaming, no blame...infact...permission to fool around with Asente. She shiverred and sighed again, closing her eyes and resting her head back against the door. Well, the pain was her own fault. She ( Read more... )

She sat on the bench, gazing out over the gardens. The sketchpad rested upon her knees, a vauge outline of a gazebo decorating the paper. She bent her head, pushing the wild curls back out of her face, returning to her sketch as she thought ( Read more... )

She slipped out of Ryknar's office, slowly walking through the halls of the freehold.  3 Days in Ryknar's home.  Perhaps it would give her a chance to sort things out in her mind.  With every inhalation, she tried to remind herself that she was here to work.  Finish the statue...and if she could complete the task Drew had set, he would be pleased ( Read more... )

She awoke from the dream, her pillow damp with her tears. She sat up in her bed and sighed, curling up on herself for a long moment, thinking about what she had seen. Thinking about the pain. Her body throbbed as she dwelt on it. She sighed, swinging her feet out of bed and slipping on a pair of slippers. She looked in the mirror, braiding her ( Read more... )