Sarah Moore
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Vivian was left breathless by the time Leonard had pulled away from her lips. Her heart thumping in her chest as he held her in his arms. "Did you have dinner?" she asked him to hear him hum for an answer. With the rain steadily pouring down from the sky, the sounds of thunder filled the silent room once in a while. Seeing Leonard not move or speak a word, she wondered if he fell asleep. Just when she was about to move away from him, he pulled her back into his arms, "Stay," he murmured above her…
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Though he had laid down on the bed to sleep next to Vivian, he was yet to close his eyes as he stared at the sleeping face in front of him. Her eyes moved behind her closed eyelids as if she was dreaming about something which was hard to be pulled back into reality, it made him wonder what she would be dreaming right now. The wind that came along with picking up residues of rain with it made the weather in the lands of Bonelake only that much colder. Vivian had completely wrapped herself with the cover,…
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Vivian like the rest of them sat on the floor of the room where the servants usually sat to eat. The excitement that had built up since last night had broken down like a balloon that contained water in it. With lack of appetite she had the food which was given to her, with her legs folded, she ate in silence like the rest. Even during the absence of Duke Leonard in the mansion, the mansion was always quiet as the housekeeper watched them like a hawk. Taking a bite from the porridge on her dull plate,…
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In the early wake of hours, the girl sat at the table with a boy not far next to her. The front of her beige dress had turned crimson, traces of blood on her mouth and chin due to coughing out the blood that had been served to her. A woman stood far from the table who looked utterly embarrassed looking down at her young daughter dread, and shame filling up her mind as the realization of what was going on hit her. "Emmanuel!" the woman's voice screeched in angst, "Emmanuel! Come here quickly!" a man came…
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Sister Isabelle had given more than her thirty years of life in service of the church and to the people of Bonelake. Though it was a well-known fact by the higher up's like the Council, the Lords and the Duke's that most of the priest and priestess of the church were white witches, humans and the other lower beings were unaware of it. The white witches had their own abilities of merits but that didn't mean the lower beings took their existence well. With the black witches who were always involved in…
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Though she had washed the boy's knee with the little amount of water, she didn't forget the wetness on the palms of her hand which was caused by the blood when she had covered the wound. "Are you joking? There's no wound there! I think it's enough of you playing doctor. We need to leave now," the maid exclaimed in frustration, looking down at her with an impatient expression. Vivian didn't understand what had just happened but she did stand up, giving the boy a look with her brows furrowed in…
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Running his hands through his thick blonde hair, Leonard got up from the bed and walked out of his bedroom. His feet padded quietly on the marble floor, taking him to the door which was made of darker woods, carved in simple designs from top to bottom. He opened the door which hadn't been opened and used for several weeks now. He had asked the servants not to step into it. He didn't want anything to be changed in his parent's room. When he was a young boy, he often came here to talk to his parents but…
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The cold wind blew across the Meyers mansion, the moon hidden behind the grey clouds as both Leonard and Rhys sat in the study room. It was Rhys' birthday and he wanted to celebrate it quietly than in pomp. The fireplace crackled in the corner of the room the woods burning bright red as they gave out light, casting shadows on the walls and floor of the dark room. Clouds growled in the sky, the wind picked up the wet leaves that were stuck on the ground. Silence filled the room. "I heard you visited…
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She who was supposed to be helping in the kitchen couldn't help but hang around the drawing room in fear of Lord Nicholas tattling on what she had done to the prisoners to Leonard. As good as their Lord was, Vivian had been worried that he would tell it to Leonard as they had a good relationship between them. Until the time of night where she was serving Leonard dinner, she felt the anxiety building until she realized her master hadn't brought anything remotely close to the topic she had been…
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Tears glistened down the cheeks as glassy eyes looked into Leonard's red ones. When Paul was sentenced to death after the two trials that took place in the court of council's, he knew that the news had shattered Vivian because of the closeness the girl and his housekeeper shared. And now that she had seen him hang to death she looked utterly devastated. "My carriage is parked on the next street. Let's go back home," his voice was void of emotions which held no sympathy for what just took place.…
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