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Re: He Is Mine (Demeter)
Idian nodded, and laughed a little. "Yeah, you're right. I was really angry for a second there, but it seems she had her reasons. She's a very smart lady." he announced before heading down the stairs, leading the way as she requested, with Bubbles in the back of the group, giving a prolonged look at the countess's chambers, not too pleased with her over familiarity with Bakan. "Although, it was pretty strange. She's never jumped at me like that before or anything embarrassing like that, although the one scene of the play we did together was pretty embarrassing..." he said with a flush, while his hand subconsciously rose to rub the side of his neck, an action which caused Bubbles to raise a silent uproar, and pull on Demeter's robes to catch her attention, and use her sign language abilities in a very obvious way by drawing her arm along her neck, simulating the action of cutting off one's head; in other words, kill Sofia.
Led down the lengthy spiral tower, Demeter found herself within a dining hall with a ceiling that was at most 50 feet high. Once more, every wooden brace, corner of every furniture, corner of every wall, painting, statue and chandelier was decorated with golden lace, making the whole dining room, and every room in the castle shine with luxury and wealth. The table was like most known to be within dining halls, rectangular in shape, but it had a certain aspect that was unique to the common concept; at the ends of the rectangular table, two chairs were set up. Of course one was meant for Sofia, but the other was meant for...
"This shall be your seat, master Idian," the butler announced, directing Idian to one of the royal seats, and then directing Demeter and Bubbles to the other seats along the side, leaving the seat next to Idian empty. Bubbles walked up to the seat next to Idian, before the butler shook his head, "It is by Milady Sofia's request. I cannot allow you to sit here, master Bubbles. I deeply apologize. Sofia expressed specific desire to be seated next to master Idian." he explained, before stepping off once Bubbles seemed to reluctantly agree.
Idian nervously scratched his cheek from where he sat, looking to Demeter, who sat in the seat directly to his right, technically next to him. "I feel strangely tense. The way she acted in the bedroom, and now this. She's never requested specific seating before. I just sat wherever I wanted, and she sat next to me."
Bubble's head sank forward, Demeter understanding her motions and body language to say something akin to, "She's not acting different at all, you're just stupid."
After Idian said that, the room fell into silence. A slight noise from afar gave indication that food was being prepared, and a beautiful, joyous singing voice made it known that the chef was Sofia herself, dispelling the silence. Idian sat without saying a word, glancing around the room nervously as Sofia's song echoed through the room. Often, his glances would settle on Demeter, giving clear indication of where his thoughts were going. With Sofia acting so loving, not long after the night of passion with Demeter, even an idiot would at least slightly comprehend what was going on.
Idian nodded, and laughed a little. "Yeah, you're right. I was really angry for a second there, but it seems she had her reasons. She's a very smart lady." he announced before heading down the stairs, leading the way as she requested, with Bubbles in the back of the group, giving a prolonged look at the countess's chambers, not too pleased with her over familiarity with Bakan. "Although, it was pretty strange. She's never jumped at me like that before or anything embarrassing like that, although the one scene of the play we did together was pretty embarrassing..." he said with a flush, while his hand subconsciously rose to rub the side of his neck, an action which caused Bubbles to raise a silent uproar, and pull on Demeter's robes to catch her attention, and use her sign language abilities in a very obvious way by drawing her arm along her neck, simulating the action of cutting off one's head; in other words, kill Sofia.
Led down the lengthy spiral tower, Demeter found herself within a dining hall with a ceiling that was at most 50 feet high. Once more, every wooden brace, corner of every furniture, corner of every wall, painting, statue and chandelier was decorated with golden lace, making the whole dining room, and every room in the castle shine with luxury and wealth. The table was like most known to be within dining halls, rectangular in shape, but it had a certain aspect that was unique to the common concept; at the ends of the rectangular table, two chairs were set up. Of course one was meant for Sofia, but the other was meant for...
"This shall be your seat, master Idian," the butler announced, directing Idian to one of the royal seats, and then directing Demeter and Bubbles to the other seats along the side, leaving the seat next to Idian empty. Bubbles walked up to the seat next to Idian, before the butler shook his head, "It is by Milady Sofia's request. I cannot allow you to sit here, master Bubbles. I deeply apologize. Sofia expressed specific desire to be seated next to master Idian." he explained, before stepping off once Bubbles seemed to reluctantly agree.
Idian nervously scratched his cheek from where he sat, looking to Demeter, who sat in the seat directly to his right, technically next to him. "I feel strangely tense. The way she acted in the bedroom, and now this. She's never requested specific seating before. I just sat wherever I wanted, and she sat next to me."
Bubble's head sank forward, Demeter understanding her motions and body language to say something akin to, "She's not acting different at all, you're just stupid."
After Idian said that, the room fell into silence. A slight noise from afar gave indication that food was being prepared, and a beautiful, joyous singing voice made it known that the chef was Sofia herself, dispelling the silence. Idian sat without saying a word, glancing around the room nervously as Sofia's song echoed through the room. Often, his glances would settle on Demeter, giving clear indication of where his thoughts were going. With Sofia acting so loving, not long after the night of passion with Demeter, even an idiot would at least slightly comprehend what was going on.