Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction ❯ Loving a Demon ❯ Chapter2: The Demon ( Chapter 2 )
Chapter 2: The Demon
"My lady?" one of the crewmen asked as he knocked softly on the wooden door. When there was no reply he knocked again but a bit harder. "My lady?"
Gwen's eyes opened slowly as she brought back to consciousness. She moaned and spat bitter words under her breath. "Yes?" she replied in an annoyed tone.
"We'll be arriving at the capital shortly. It's almost day break." Gwen fell backwards on to her pillow and sighed.
"Alright, I'll be out in a minute." Gwen rubbed her amber eyes and let out a small yawn before getting out of the small bed. A shiver went up her spine as her bare feet touched the cold wooden floor. It didn't take long for her to get dressed. She put on her long red velvet dress. It was one of her personal favorites mainly because it brought out the colour of her eyes and enhanced her hair.
The neck of the dress was in a v shape and revealed a bit of cleavage. The sleeves went to her elbows and at the cuff they were in a bell shape. The black of the dress was much longer than the front so it dragged along the ground behind her. The trim around the neck, sleeves, bottom and waist of the dress was an elegant gold.
Gwen decided not to do much with her hair. The rumors she had heard was that he liked women with long hair that draped over the shoulders rather than short or tied up. So Gwen just took of few strands of her thick curly hair from her bangs and tied them back.
When she left her room she felt uneasy. Her entire life was about to change. She would have to become someone she wasn't. Her hands would soon become stained with the blood of her enemy. But was that a bad thing? For some reason Gwen couldn't figure out why she felt uneasy about killing him. Even though she knew about the terrors he had caused to the other parts of Gaea but why was this so hard? She'd be freeing millions of people from his enslavement.
"My lady," a soldier spoke as he bowed before Gwen. "We have arrived. There is a carriage awaiting you outside." Gwen looked at the man with saddened eyes. Why did I have to be born into this life? She wondered as she made her leave from the air ship.
A man clad in black and red armor paced back and forth in front of the line of young women before him. He eyed them carefully, observing their physical beauty. He came to a halt in front of the youngest woman there. "Step forward." He ordered the terrified girl so he could get a better look. "Hmmm…too young. Send her back." The girl bowed her head shamefully and left the dimly lit room.
"My lord," the man turned towards the door looking extremely unsatisfied with the soldier's interruption.
"What?" he growled.
"The lady Gwendolyn has arrived." The man thought to himself for a second, trying to remember whom this girl was. Had he invited her or was she just one of the many woman who just wanted a chance to get at his wealth? "She is the princess of Frenessia."
"Ah…yes, now I remember. Her pathetic father wants to offer her to me as a possible wife." He chuckled to himself. "How utterly pathetic . . ."
"Should I send her in then my lord?" the soldier questioned.
"Yes, just give me minute." The soldier bowed his head and made his leave. The man turned back to the row of women. "Leave, all of you." He ordered. When all the women were gone he took his seat on his throne. He sat back comfortably and propped his legs up on the armrest of the throne.
Gwen took a deep breath as she entered the dark throne room. A few torches were lit and hung from the walls, giving little light. She looked around hesitantly. She could see no one within the room. She took a few more deep breaths in an attempt to calm her nerves.
"Welcome," Gwen's body stiffened at the sound of a man's voice that she only guess was 'him'. "You must be Gwendolyn."
Gwen turned towards the voice feeling and looking somewhat frightened. "Come closer." He ordered her and she obeyed. When she could him, Gwen bowed down deeply, giving him the opportunity to have a gander at her breasts. It was a trick her mother said would be usefully in getting a man interested.
"It is a pleasure to meet you Lord Dilandau."
A/N: Yep I'm stopping there. Why? Because I'm evil. So as you can see I'm writing yet another Dilly fic. I still find it hard to believe that when I first saw the esca series I hated Dilly-sama. I even laughed when his slayers died! But that changed somehow and I completely forget. Well any ways please review and if you want me to e-mail you when I update just leave your e-mail address.