Christie Daae
Tailspin
[member="Arkaitz Zambrano"]
Be brave, dear child.
Her father's words at her mother's funeral. She remembered the strong hands that scooped her up. Calloused fingers from playing strings. His warm voice into her curls. Wet cheeks that spilled into the black fabric of his shirt.
Be brave.
Hand never left the pendant around her neck. Ark waited for her answer. How long would she be his for? The contract with Madame Choi had been on a trial basis for a year. The new prima dona had no doubts that Arkaitz could very well change this to fit whatever needs he...
With a rustle of skirts and petticoat, she sunk into the settee. Brown-orbs tore away from Ark and found her mask, instead. "No. Just to be alone." She fingered the edge of the fabric, refusing to meet his gaze.
Be brave, dear child.
Her father's words at her mother's funeral. She remembered the strong hands that scooped her up. Calloused fingers from playing strings. His warm voice into her curls. Wet cheeks that spilled into the black fabric of his shirt.
Be brave.
Hand never left the pendant around her neck. Ark waited for her answer. How long would she be his for? The contract with Madame Choi had been on a trial basis for a year. The new prima dona had no doubts that Arkaitz could very well change this to fit whatever needs he...
With a rustle of skirts and petticoat, she sunk into the settee. Brown-orbs tore away from Ark and found her mask, instead. "No. Just to be alone." She fingered the edge of the fabric, refusing to meet his gaze.