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"What is wrong with me?"
Ione reflected, picking at the woven silk strands of her bed linen. It had been six months since her mother had screamed the question at her. Six months...and she still felt no pain.
“I really am a monster." She sighed.
Immediately regretting the taste of the words, the Princess threw a hard punch into the pillow before lunging off the bed. Walking towards her balcony, Ione grabbed the golden brocade robe from the floor, wrapping it swiftly around her shoulders. The sweet scent of honeysuckle, carried on a cool midnight breeze, kissed the tip of her nose. Brushing against her ears, soft as the tone of a waltz that was playing in the ballroom below. Bright yellow light beamed from the windows, blinking in the darkness with each twirling couple. She could not tell the count, however, it was the 22nd anniversary of peace, so the entire kingdom was most likely invited. Well, the entire kingdom minus one. Herself.
It was for the best, however. Ever since the death of her latest suitor, rumors had begun to spread about the causes. The people were beginning to say that she was a harbinger of death. "If you look upon her eyes for too long, the dragon becomes jealous and will swoop in to steal your soul!" That was her particular favorite. Perhaps, due to the fact that it was as close to the truth as they would ever know. So whilst the kingdom partied, she remained aloft and therefore aloof. Out of sight out of mind. The council would drink easier this way. She blew a disgruntled scoff to the thought, although it didn't really bother her. Crowds and therefore, social events, did not agree with her. Even if she was the Princess Heir, she'd always lacked for interesting members of conversation. The ladies only ever talked about the latest scandal or fashion. The men wouldn't be bothered to speak politics or strategy with a woman.
Leaving her to stand somewhere....
                the middle...
Along the rooftop of the ballroom moved three dark figures. Their agility like that of alley cats. Leaning over the balcony for closer inspection, she could make out the lines of their garb to be matching those of current party fashion for men, but could decipher no more. Footsteps falling light as feathers upon the stone until the they reached the far outside corner. Her breath caught. "The blind-spot!"
Inside the ballroom, was a darkened corner with two windows that had been built too close together. Here, one could enter without being noticed between the curtains. Or exit. As had become her habit during events. She would understand a few young men sneaking out of the event, but this could only lead to trouble, as they were sneaking in.
 "I should tell Ric--"
Turning, she'd met a large hand with her lips and a strong arm with her waist. A tall, warm body stood close to her back pulling her closer.
"So this is the King's precious man-eater?"
The body's lips spoke, in a voice that sent a shiver down her spine. A tone that could only be described as fine mead being poured over a rusted blade. Dark, lucid, and tingy. The lips touched her ear in an even raspier whisper,
"I'd not expected such a normal looking girl."
ione ~2nd installment
or sort-of-chapter 2 part 1 -ish. I have no knack for titles. Smoking 
*Edited 10/18!! Changed a minor plot point.

Point of view changed, because there's only one thing in writing I'm worse at than titles, and it's first person tense.

Please tell me what you think! I only bite thieves. 4 out of 5 dentists recommend brushing your teeth!

<-First I am a dummy! Third->

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They say the eyes are the window to the soul. If that was true, than this princess's soul had been sold into hell. Pupils, slanted like a cats, were so black light could not reflect. Rims coated in gold that bled in crimson veins over bronze crystal irises. They were ablaze, under the shadow of her brow, like topaz set on fire. Green flecks shimmered across her flesh, just for a moment, in the wavering candlelight. Breath growing heavy, blew sweltering hot against his face and carried an alarmingly familiar scent. That unforgettable chalky, metallic smell of something burning. Of sulfur. The hair on the nape of his neck stood on end as a dark, electric mist fell on the air. His gut lurched at the dawning of a reality he'd previously believed to be far-fetched.  
“My god...”
She stood, pressed against the door as if an invisible force was holding her there. Face ashen, mouth agape. Hands opening and closing, as if trying to grasp the air her lungs stopped breathing. Eyes flickering, like a hungry new flame. His stomach turned. I knew it.
 “You are touched...”
“Get out.”
Her voice was so quiet it had him questioning whether he'd imagined it or not. “Your highness, if that is true, let me help you--”
He did not feel the impact of her fists against his chest, until his back had hit the floor. Lights danced across his vision, as his head bounced up from the marble. Rolling over to face her, he raised his hands.
“Princess, I can help you!”
“Help me?!” She spat, her voice pitching unnaturally. In one swift move, she was kneeling over him, her face a breath away from his. Her hair closing in around them, like wave of flame.
“No one can help me. No one can save me.”
“I can!”
“You would be so bold to lie to me!” She threw a clawed hand towards his face, of which he caught within his own. Using the transfer of her balance to his advantage, he raised her arm over and behind him. Bringing her down on top of him. Quickly, shifting his weight to his side, rolled them over, so he was now pining her to the floor. “Madam, I do not lie to you!”
 Oh....that look on her face. Her lips were parted, puffy and pouting. Cheeks flushed bright like a fresh rose. Muscles and brow relaxed. Eyes locked onto his own, darkening, as if trying to absorb him purely through sight. A thin trail of a bright liquid, escaping the corner of her mouth, slid down her cheek. Dropping to the floor with a thiss!
gods she is beautiful. He had a feeling, that if he survived, this face would reappear in his dreams. And in a good way. The need to breathe, brought his attention back to focus. “Please, here what I have to say,” he began with a shaky breath. “I can take you to the Forest.”
She tensed under his grasp. “the forest?”
He nodded. “You would be safe there.”
“I would be banished there!!” She screamed, wrestling his arms for freedom. “I will not be held in captivity like an animal!”
“And what are you here?!” He took both her wrists and held them to the floor. “Locked up in this tower- ARE YOU NOT A PRISONER HERE!?”
The Princess turned her face to the side, lips trembling from either grief or fury.
“Yes, you would be restricted to that side of the world, but would you not have more freedom? I know what it is like, to hide this kind of secret--”
Her eyes flashed white hot, as she snapped, “How could you have any idea?!”
He bit back the words that rushed onto his tongue. Steadying his breathing, he focused on his right hand clenched around her wrist. “I know that it if your own body has become a prison. Living out each day, burying your secret further inside yourself, in fear that it would show on your flesh. But soon, it becomes too hard to breathe...and you need to escape.”
He dared to reconnect eye-contact. “I can help you escape. There is a man, who ferries the touched to the other-side. Princess, allow me to take you to him.”
ione 5th installment
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It's been a really rough semester for me, so unfortunately, writing has been on the very back burner. 
It's a very short addition but it's all I got for now. Next up will be Ione's perspective!

Any thoughts or critiques are very welcome.
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You're very welcome! Judge 
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Happy birthday! :iconwineplz:
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thanks for the :+fav: on RUNNER motion graphics
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You're so welcome! It is a very inspiring piece! I love the bold graphic style of it.

Thank you so much for the watch! :D
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Thank you so much for the watch dear  
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You're so welcome! You have an impeccable gallery! :)
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