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Lyeta
I stalk up to the outside of his room. Then knock on the door.

"Come in!" He calls out and quickly does a run around the room collecting all the dirty washing and shoving it in a spare draw.

Lyeta
I strut in, well aware of the dirty looks teh seelie fey were sending me. "Hi."

"Hello." He says, giving her a once over. "You look...different today." He scratches his head, not knowing what area of her to focus on.

Lyeta
I laugh, my ice white glittering dress floating around my slender yet somehow curvaceous body. "Is that good or bad?" I ask, my voice flirtatious.

"Good. Very good." He crosses the room swiftly, within a second he's standing inches infront of her. "Excellent, in fact."

Lyeta
I smirk and place a soft hand on his hard, muscled chest. 'Nice place you got." I say, not having even glanced around it once.

"Oh?" He sits his hands on her waist, pulling her a bit closer and kicking the door shut.

Lyeta
"Very... comfortable looking bed." Pushing my body a small step closer to his I show off my feminine curves.

"It is." He whispers into her ear, his lips grazing it as he says it.

Lyeta
I grin then dance away, my feet making no noise on the floor. "Maybe I could find out some time. But I just came to let you know that Mab's gonna come here soon." I laugh.

((SHe's evil...))

He curses around his breath, something no one can hear. "You will have to, don't worry." He says stiffly, watching her leave.

((I can tell, hahah)

Lyeta
I go to float out the door but stop and just look at him. I step back inside.

He frowns slightly when she comes back in, "Can you tell her something for me?" He says, a dark look spreading across his face.

Lyeta
"Yeah." I just look at him.

"The next time she has a son and sends him to war, make sure he's a goddamn good fighter, I had to go easy on him." He smiles wickedly at her, hinting that he killed her brother.

Lyeta
I stumble backwards. "You-" My mouth gapes open.

"Remind her to be careful, you will be safe, I'll protect you no matter what. But someone else will be coming soon, and when he comes, I can't say she will be."

Lyeta
"Oberon." I whisper.

He nods slightly. "If I knew you back then, hell, I would of left court to be with you."

Lyeta
My eyes widen. His mixed messages confusing me. "Umm..." I say speechless. But I take a small step forward.

((Wicked for the wicked?))
He steps closer to her, giving her another once over and stopping and doing another of her legs. He takes another step forward, one that's worth around 3.

((Huh? lol))
Lyeta
"You killed my brother." I speak softly. Stepping even closer.

((I was meaning, he was being a jerk in return to her like verbal slap in the fact before. Wicked for the wicked. Get it? Hahaha))
"I was ordered to." He says, one arm gently wrapping around her waist. Leaving enough time for her to step out of it, if she wanted too.

((OH YEAH! lol))
Lyeta
I almost wrench his arm away. But I don't. "He was my brother." I whisper.

"I'm...sorry." He says, trying to sound convincing. He pulls her forehead, so she's pressed against him and wraps the other arm around her waist. "Is this okay? Or would you prefer me to let go?"

Lyeta
I go to say no but I can't. "It... Ok." I say hesitantly. "I know you don't believe that. You aren't sorry at all."

"He killed my bestfriend and my girlfriend. I felt nothing but hatred towards him." He says calmly, not wanting her to leave.

Lyeta
I nod. "It was a bloody and unnecsecary war." I look away.

"True. It was the reason I left the Court, also I wanted to make sure my sister was safe..." He smiles slightly at her.

Lyeta
I look back up. "You're very chivalrous." ((Last post. Bye byes))

"Oh? How so?" He looked at her, slightly surprised. (Bye bye))

Lyeta
"Just... you are." I say remembering all the gentlemanly things he did. I tilt my head up, inviting him.

He kisses her softly, one hand coming up and cupping her face. "Your beautiful."

Lyeta
I smile sadly. 'Thank you." My previous flirty actions forgotten, by me at least. I sober completely. I have to get out of this frame of mind. I say and kiss Beesma urgently. Trying with all my might to forget my fond memories of my brother.

He notices the sad look that crosses her face, "You okay? I'm sorry for what I said before. I shouldn't of brought it up."

Lyeta
"Its- It's ok." I say softly.

He kissed her forehead, giving her a hug.

Lyeta
I stiffen then put my hands on his chest as if to push him away. "I- I can't." I say softly.

"It's fine. I understand." He let's his arms drop and takes a step back.

Lyeta
Disapointment sparks through me. "I'm sorry. I'm next to the throne. I can't do this to my people." I take a quick step forward and kiss him. "I-" I start when I pull away. But I stop. "Are you away from the court? Like would they ackowledge you as Seelie fey?"

"I know, I completely understand. Loyalty to your people overrules everything, I use to be a personal guard of the King's, so I know." He smiles down at her. "I'm not sure, right now though, my loyalties lie no where except for my family."

Lyeta
"Because if you are... You could become a Winter Fey." I look down.

"I'll sleep on it, and get back to you." He says, lifting her head up and planting one last kiss on her lips.

Lyeta
I hold him there. Kissing him passionately. Not wanting to stop.

He kisses her back, surprised at her responses.

Lyeta
I pull away reluctantly. "Sorry."