In her cries of hysteria, Virgil found himself despondent. There was a pain in him that he had not felt in any of his previous endeavors. A pain he hadn’t felt since that fateful night. Tears welled in his eyes, promptly wiped away by the back of his hand before they could be noticed. He knew what must be done, how events must unfold. Still, the fear in her blue eyes would not make things any easier.
He swung his arm about, digits slipping into his rear pocket to procure the blade. He brandished it before her, his thumb running across to test its edge. He approached her slowly, his free hand rising to cup her chin and raise her gaze to his own. The blade slipped from her sight, descending to the unknown. With a quick flick of his wrist, the…show more content… Fret not, you are in no harm. This was simply a misunderstanding, a cruel ploy, if you will. You had drunk far too much last night, and were forced to rest here for the night. Ophelia had convinced me that this was something you would come to desire, that you had yet to experience an evening of such attractions. Yet with recent events I should very well have thought about the repercussions and refused. And fear not for your companion, she has simply returned home to leave you under my care. I assure you, I had no intention of proceeding without your express permission.”
His thumb would stroke her dampened cheek comfortingly, collecting any tears that slipped past her lashes and whisking them away. With delicate hands, he traced the bands of her mask, gently lifting if from her visage. This was the first he had laid eyes upon her in full lighting without her veil, and she was every bit as beautiful as he had imagined. The epitome of elegance that he had been searching for. She was a mirror image of Genevieve.
“So, what say you? Shall I flag down the nearest deputy? Or have we calmed down enough to discuss the circumstance and let your heart stop racing? For that reason, at least.” At this point, he had risen her to her feet, softly placing her upon the bed and taking a seat adjacent. He had taken her hand in his own, his free hand stroking the supple flesh of her palm and
