Beautiful Rage

Chapter three a bit more basil but Mirabelle is in it to so a mix.

Mirabelle’s beauty shocked Basil. How could this wolf demon before him capture his heart more completely then any of his own kind? She was pale as fair as fresh fallen snow that was even more paler thanks to her naturally black hair that held a rainbow like sheen to it like those seen in the oil patches from lanterns hung in the halls. Her bone structure was almost sparrow like in its design but there was no fooling the strength that lay beneath her flesh. The only thing to rival the paleness of her flesh was the whiteness of her ears and tail. He could not mistake the hatred in her eyes though if it was directed to him or the queen she left behind he did not know. Clearing his throat he ordered her to stand but she just snarled at him.

“I will not. I shall not and you can not command me too.”

His first impression of her was right stubborn and hardheaded and even though she frustrated him he knew he would break down her wall one day and that excited him. He turned his head to the two guards that accompanied her and James.

“Pick her up if she is not willingly going to stand then you two are dismissed.”

The guards nodded and looped their arms under Mirabelle’s and in one swift up jerk she was on her feet before they stood and left as ordered. Basil could feel a smile play against his lips as he offered the woman a hand.

“Shall we…I fear I did not catch your name.”

Mirabelle scoffed at his hand as she folded her arms across her chest in a gesture of not wanting to bond with him.

“You could not have caught my name for the fact you did not ask me for it nor did I tell it to you.”

Her voice was aloof and cold making Basil sigh in frustration. How can someone drive him to the brink of insanity and look as lovely as she did even when she was in the throws of rage?

“I see you are correct I did not ask you your name nor have I given you mine so Hello my name is Basil Pierce and you miss?”

He offered her his hand in a friendly gesture of greeting but all she did was stare at it with her liquid gold colored eyes her face holding no emotion.

“I am Mirabelle Zelene.”

Basil pulled his hand back the smile on his face slipping into a frown.

“I see well that is a very pretty name for one as yourself but I fear the hour is late and we best be retiring to our bed chamber shall we madam?”

He would begin to walk away but he noticed she was not following him so he stopped and turned back to her.

“Is there something wrong Mirabelle?”

Mirabelle stood awkwardly in the middle of the hall the flame from the lanterns causing the rainbow texture in her hair to shimmer in the soft glow.

“Our…bed chamber…what do you mean our bed chamber?”

Basil muffled a laugh as he went back to her.

“Ours as in yours and mine you were given to me so you shall share my bed.”

He reached for her wrist but she pulled back snarling her ears lying against her head as the flame of rage reached her eyes.

“I am not your pet or your play toy you can not demand me to share a room let alone a bed with you! I may have been given to you but it was against my will so I will not I repeat WILL NOT share a bed with the likes of you!”

Basil sighed angrily he was far to tired to fight with her and as far as he knew he was still king and she was just some dirty handmaiden given to him for a safe ticket no matter how beautiful she was.

“Oh hush will you we will talk about this in the morning it is far to late to argue about it tonight now you will either share a bed with me or you will sleep on the floor like the dog you are that is your choice either way it will be in my room now I hope you would not make this so hard on me but you are stubborn and I am tired so let us go to bed. Again my dear we shall discuss this in the morning.” With that he grabbed a hold of her wrist and pulled her towards his bed chamber with little resistance from her and that he was thankful for that much at least. Whether this was a good trade was still up in the air.

Author's Note

Same as one and two ignore everything that I have stated in the previous chapters.

Reviews

[Dylan I. Cree]

This was funny and descriptive.