05-15-2016, 06:14 PM
A kiss is not a contract
Oh, of course she considered him a joke. Everything he did was either infuriating, or one step away from laughable. His home, his methods of containment, his ludicrous idea that Besra was even mildly attracted to him - ridiculous. It’s not usually in her nature to be so outwardly vicious, but somehow Archam manages to bring the worst out in her. She can hear him thundering after her and she only stops when he swings around in front to block her path. His comment about her restrictions only makes her head rise and her ears fall back in a challenge. She’s willing to stake that even against someone like her, the mighty Archam would lose in a battle.
She wonders if he’s ever tasted blood, if he’s ever watched the horror of abuse or seen the nightmares that really creep around this place. The world outside of his puny herd was so much bigger than he knew. “You would lord yourself over me like that?” Besra questions aloud, voice filled with disgust. “How could anyone ever come to love a creature like you?” She tells him, snapping her teeth together with savage animosity. Her mind is spinning, legs itching to be free of this wretched place.
“But I take it you’re someone who likes his toys.” She says, pinning him with her glass stare. “I’ll make you a deal, Archam.” She offers, voice lowering as her mood changes slowly. Her bright tail swings at her hind, heart clenching with the thought of what she’s about to do. “If you let me go and promise not to steal me again, I’ll give you my first-born daughter in exchange.”
It’s a tantalizing deal - one he’d be stupid to refuse. She's not meant to be here and he knows it, but her daughter? A girl could be brought up here and taught loyalty. Instead of having Besra for a year, he'd have her child for, well, forever. What stallion didn't like those odds?
She wonders if he’s ever tasted blood, if he’s ever watched the horror of abuse or seen the nightmares that really creep around this place. The world outside of his puny herd was so much bigger than he knew. “You would lord yourself over me like that?” Besra questions aloud, voice filled with disgust. “How could anyone ever come to love a creature like you?” She tells him, snapping her teeth together with savage animosity. Her mind is spinning, legs itching to be free of this wretched place.
“But I take it you’re someone who likes his toys.” She says, pinning him with her glass stare. “I’ll make you a deal, Archam.” She offers, voice lowering as her mood changes slowly. Her bright tail swings at her hind, heart clenching with the thought of what she’s about to do. “If you let me go and promise not to steal me again, I’ll give you my first-born daughter in exchange.”
It’s a tantalizing deal - one he’d be stupid to refuse. She's not meant to be here and he knows it, but her daughter? A girl could be brought up here and taught loyalty. Instead of having Besra for a year, he'd have her child for, well, forever. What stallion didn't like those odds?