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hirikosaunders) wrote2006-03-12 12:32 pm
Analise Part 1
This is an idea that has been brewing in me for a while so I thought since I'm on Spring Break I might work a bit on it. This is a very very rough draft and it's only the first part of the story, novel whatever it turns out to be.....so far no real warnings except a slight mention of rape, nothing specific or graphic at all.
Analise shook her head several times as she paced in the small room. It could be, but the more she tried to deny it the more real it became, as if mocking her. She had been a prisoner of the Dark Emperor for several weeks; a ‘present’ from her village to him, mainly to prevent an attack that they knew was coming. Her parents had been killed in a previous attack so she had been considered ‘expendable’ since there was no one to make all of the necessary arrangements for her to marry. She had been mostly ignored here, expect by the concubines who would offer an occasional glare in her direction until the third night of her imprisonment. It had been late at night and a man had entered her room she didn’t let herself think about it too much, and had even tried to convince herself it had been a dream, but there was no denying now…she was pregnant, at least that seemed the best explanation. She had been ill for the past three mornings, and while that was the most obvious sign, it certainly wasn’t the only one. She sighed looking out of the of window in her room not knowing what she would do….it wouldn’t be long until it became all too readily apparent, especially to the people who brought her food daily and they would of course go to the Emperor, though she wasn’t sure exactly what he would do, after all he couldn’t control the doings of his men, especially with a woman with was little more to him than a slave. He would more than likely throw her out or kill her. She unconsciously touched her stomach her face taking on a bit of a defiant look. Both of her parents had been warriors and so she would be for her child, when the time was right.
The Emperor could barely listen as different villages bestowed gifts upon him. Mainly what food they had grown, occasionally a precious metal, or an unmarried girl to add to his harem, though most of them he never even looked at twice, simply nodded as they were shown off to their rooms. What distracted him today was the pull of magic he felt. He had never believed the stories that the Emperor would ‘feel’ his replacement, but now as he felt something that could only be described as a tingle under his skin, almost as if the magic within him was seeking another. He still wasn’t sure why he had slept with the girl. Did he not have the best-trained concubines? Still there had been a pull there and he had found it impossible to ignore. Now all he had to do was simply wait for his suspicions to be confirmed..but what would he do then? Would he let her go or keep her here in the palace? Perhaps it wouldn’t be up to him, for magic very well might tip it’s hand again and set things upon their own course.
“My liege.” His advisor hesitantly spoke. The Emperor wouldn’t smile of course, but he knew for his advisor to be so tentative that his look must indeed be dour.
“Yes?” He lazily flexed his legs as he turned to face the other.
“The punishment for the uprising?” Again a hesitant tone, yet there was an undercurrent of anticipation. He was pleased with the fact that his advisor derived as much joy as he from torture.
“I leave it in your capable hands.” He turned back to the others in the court who seemed hungry for his attention. The magic was too strong within him and his patience wore thin. He rose giving the slightest nod of dismissal as he headed to his chambers.