《The man who wasnt human to begin with....》Explain!!
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Is it just me, or did anyone else read the title in a dalek voice? Well I guess its just me :o
Either way, here is the chapter...
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*Knock Knock*
Cornelius's eyes shot open again. Sunlight was flowing in through the glass window off to his right. He tried to sit up only to feel a weight against his chest. He glanced down at Ismene, as a smile, irrational in origin but true in nature, surfaced on his face.
It faded a moment later, replaced by cold logic and merciless rationality.
Cornelius : *A fit of passion? *scoff* I thought I would be able to control myself better...fuck...*
He sighed softly. He had lost (i guess?) his virginity last night, but to him it was secondary. This girl was still an enigma. She claimed that she belonged to him now, completely by herself. He had no proof other then her words, she had chosen this outcome herself and had manipulated him into believing it. He decided to separate himself from her emotionally until the truth behind her words was either confirmed or denied.
He gently pushed her to the side and put his pants back on. The knock on the door rang out again, prompting him to walk over to it. He spoke through the door calmly, suppressing the turbulence in his mind about the events of last night.
Cornelius : "Ya?"
Fredy : "Oh good you are up, the guards want us out in the yard for a bit of 'assessment' in an hour or so. Break-feast is made in one of the halls, if you get lost or don't know where to go just ask a servant. But MAN did you miss out last night on those girls, well to each their own right? I will talk to you later but for now my stomach and the bathroom call..."
He could hear Fredy walk away through the still closed door. His mind prioritized his actions, and he quickly set about them he only had an hour to do the first steps needed to maintain his personal safety.
He went over to the Ismene and lightly shook her. Her eyes shot open and she sighed, muttering quietly
Ismene : "I had hoped to pretend to sleep next to you for a bit longer, but I guess duty calls. Your servant Ismene is at your command master, what is your wish?" She got up, her still naked body shown in the bright daylight. Her blond hair was a bit messy but her body was still in pristine condition except for the slight bit of dried blood in her nether regions.
Cornelius : "What happened last night?" He knew that his actions from before were not normal. He had not been in 'complete' control of himself last night, and had lost to lust in the end. He despised himself right now for he had become a hypocrite. He hated hypocrites the most and yet he had become one. Naturally anger and frustration created a moderate storm inside of his normally calm mind. Ismene, upon seeing this gave a regretful smile and started to explain a bit
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Ismene : " Sorry for that master, I knew that it would instil myself with lust but I had no idea that it would affect you as well." That smile seemed to have the opposite effect, as he frowned.
Cornelius : "You knew that would happen? You forcibly had sex with me under the guise of loyalty?"
Ismene : "No no no!! Not at all master! The binding was between me and you, and although it originated from me the spell um... 'encourages'..." She flushed pink for a moment. It seemed she was completely different from her brazen self last night. Perhaps she as well was unable to control herself as well last night, "the user to uh complete, no... validate...the contract..I was unaware that I would be unable to control myself or that the effect would spread to you as well... I am unworthy of your forgiveness master, please punish me accordingly if I have offended or displeased you." She knelt down again, as she had yesterday when she first entered the room.
Her words seemed sincere but as he was unsure if she actually was being sincere or just an incredibly good liar he could not be sure of the truth behind her words. He glared at her from his position away from the bed prompting a frown to appear on her normally bright face.
Ismene : "I see that I have displeased you master, please allow me to fix the situation; I... am sorry but this humble servant does not know how to fix your displeasure, however I know that it stems from my actions. Please explain it to me so that I may right those actions and alleviate you of this anger." She once more got on the floor, her face turning serious, her voice resolute. He was almost certain that that statement was correct, but the tinge of doubt in his mind made him stop before he believed her. The doubt festered, shattering the partially built trust as if it was a rock under the roots of knowledge. Naivety forged this rock, but knowledge broke it apart, fragmenting it into small pieces of what once was.
Cornelius : " I cannot trust you..."
A flat statement.
Such a simple thing as trust?
Did he not believe her that her soul was his now?
No, that required trust to gain trust...
Ismene : "How would I gain this trust?" His words, though simple and flat in origin, had shattered her playful good mood, bringing forth the almost insurmountable realization of what she had done. She had taken advantage of her master. Whether she had intended to or not did not matter to him, she had betrayed him... This hurt her, far deeper then any torment or trial she had faced in her personal hell. That alone, was worth everything to her.
She could simply state the truth, that she would never, and could never lie to him. But the problem with such a statement is that it requires trust to validate. Without trust she could not gain trust through that method. In his eyes she had used that same statement to take advantage of him in a weakened state, prompting this distrust.
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Cornelius : "I do not have time for this conversation right now, as important as it is. First, tell me how you knew... Yesterday when you saw my card, how were you able to know of my identity even after I hid it so quickly? Did you use some kind of magic? And this "Primus" word, where did that come from, its not on my card..." He decided to start with the most basic questions.
Ismene's face changed, she had forgotten to explain last night in the fit of passion. She reached toward her dress and slid out the secondary card from the small pocket. Cornelius' eyes changed at the sight. He instantly went about checking his own pockets frantically, but his furious face changed to confusion when he pulled out his own card.
Ismene, presenting the card on her knees, started explaining with downcast eyes.
Ismene : "Forgive me master, last night I had forgotten to explain... Sometimes a person so unique is born that they inherently have two cards. The second card was left in the sphere after you walked away. Since it was not there prior to your reading I assumed it was yours. Later that day I came to confirm that question and return the card. Due to other matters this was delayed..." She flushed pink from embarrassment and shame at being unable to complete her original goal until the next morning.
Cornelius took a deep breath, as if weighing her words against her actions last night. It did seem like she was humble originally. If she had possessed knowledge of his existence perhaps she could have used it for her own benefit instead of returning the card to him. Such an outcome would not be desirable for him. He had intended to hide his race for as long as possible because he was originally unsure how it would go over.
Cornelius : "Anything else you havent told me?"
Ismene : "Uh... Yes?" She replied, timidly. "There was... one other person who knows of your existence." She froze under his angry gaze. Quickly she attempted to validate her actions, causing her words to speed up. "He was the court wizard, who instructed me to keep an eye on you as you were the most likely person to be the Stratovian! *Takes a deep breath* Please master, I know you don't trust me, but trust him. He knows full well what you are capable of and will do everything in his own power to return you to your people..."
Her last sentence caught him off guard. "Return you to your people" The thought had occurred to him a few times upon learning what a Stratovian was.
Cornelius : "Is that possible?" He was still unsure whether or not he wanted this outcome but he would not invalidate the option if it was open.
Ismene : "Yes, but a locked Stratovian, even a Primus, must be unlocked fully prior to returning to the city permanently. You may visit there every once in a while but you are not allowed to live there as long as a restriction remains."
He fell into deep thought after hearing her words. This continued for a few minutes until he heard a soft
Ismene : "Ummm master, perhaps this isnt the best time to ask these things, breakfast is goign to be cold soon and, as I would love to make it for you, I am still their servant until this contract as well as your status are known; so I must report to the main hall or hunting parties will come looking for me to punish me..." The last part was said with a frown.
Cornelius : "Alright...I will be talking to you later" He said, with slight anger in his voice at her interruption of his thoughts.
Ismene : "By your leave master...." She bowed on all fours, and kissed his feet, put her cloths back on and then tidied herself up. All of it was done in about a minute.
He watched as this enigma of a woman closed the door softly after making sure nobody was in the hallway.
Once she was gone he took out the second card and compared it to the first. The mystery tied to the different name was still bugging him. Perhaps he wasnt "Cornelius" but instead Ajax. He pondered this for a moment as he put on a shirt.
He put the two cards away, the first one on his left pocket and the other in his right. He did this so that were he asked to show them he could pull out one without the other.
After a moment of preparation he went out to go find the hall where breakfast was being served.
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So good news? I got one out this morning! Bad news? I had to get up at 5:30 AM D: You guys better like this because it was difficult to wrap things up.. q.q
No im just kidding (and tired)... Perhaps another one later, (4-5 hours) if not, then one much later like 8-9 hours or so...
No spoiler this time, keep on keeping on...
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