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@adarkcrown-blog
Still gone?
I must apologize for my absence, dear anon. Matters in life do tend to keep me quite at bay from here. Thank you for your messages, they are rather lovely and it's quite pleasant to find them in my inbox whenever I have the chance to pop in here.
It's hard to admire you when you're not on. But that's okay. I can wait.
It was quite a pleasant surprise to find this upon logging in. But admire me, dear anon? I am far from being admirable, believe me.
Afternoon, my dears. Not quite in RP mood, but will lurk until the muse decides to strike me up.
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RP is closed as of now. Inbox is always open. Like if I owe.
Goodnight my dears.
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He bowed his head acknowledging her request before making eye contact with her again. “Thank you Your majesty. Thank you for supper this evening, the soup was delightful just as you said it would be. Have a nice rest. Good night.” He took his leave making his way towards the exit of the dining hall.
Regina slightly bit her bottom lip on the inside, as she held out her hand, grasping at his arm, hoping that would halt his movement. It did as so, and in that untimed compass, her whole body dived into the closeness of his, even more than she wanted.
Without that space between them, she brought her lips to his, tentatively. The memories long forgotten resurfaced in her a certain wanting. She then pressed further into him, bodies and lips clashing into one another, for a heartbeat or even two, before a gradual withdrawal took place.
"Goodnight Graham." She bid him, her lips fairly grazing his.
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He wasn’t sure how to react at that moment. She was a completely changed woman from that whom had parted from him only moments ago. He wondered how she did it, His own composure was broken with ease if the right buttons were pressed and he would remain that way for much longer.
His mouth hovered open for a moment before he swallowed air and nodded. “Aye… it may be for the best you rest you Majesty. What will your orders be for me?”
Regina seemed to give it some thought, to the Huntsman question as she held herself, arms in front of her chest, clutching at each other.
"You're dismissed from your duties. I have no further orders for you tonight." She replied, looking at him.
RP will be closed in a few.
*Yawns*
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He wasn’t sure if he had said something to upset her or if the pain from her headache had grown too much for her. Whatever it was she retreated from his sight without further word leaving him confused into what he had said or done to upset her so much.
It also left the question of what he should do now. Was he to leave back to his chambers, or did he need to wait for further instruction from her when she regained her composure. He figured it was better to wait, it was not as if he would get much rest if he did retreat.
The brisk air of the evening certainly did help the Queen regain a bit of her momentarily lost composure. She wished for days when feeling was not an option any more. She wished that'd happen her. Returning into the dinning room. she approached Graham in silence. Leaning forward, she placed a kiss on the corner of his mouth as her hand lightly stroked his scruffy beard, lips lingering there for a moment before pulling back.
"Perhaps I should retreat to my chambers." She spoke, still at a breath's length from him.
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His eyes drew towards the wooden table as she spoke. Knowing her she would assume his words were nothing more than empty compliments, an aid to get him out of future troubles. But he meant it, he thought it wrong to wish suffering upon others. He considered himself apart from the rest of the serving force, not because he was heartless but because he didn’t need one to show even an ounce of concern when someone was hurt.
“I do not wish for you to be unwell Regina, and I do not despise you.
If she pronounced his name few times, it was even more rare for her to hear her name escape the Huntsman's lips. That moment brought her to a place long gone, perhaps even buried in her memory. Only one person could've whisper her name and make her heart tremble as it was trembling now.
Daniel.
Regina's eyes glistened softly as remembrance hit her.
"I... I'm sorry." She apologized, rising from her seat once more and heading towards the balcony. The glistening turning into welled up tears in her eyes, threatening to spill at any moment. She retreated, so he could not see her in this weak moment.
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He had not expected her to use his name on any occasion, it was the one thing usually reserved for lustful moments shared between them and even then it was scare-sly used. “Y-you are welcome your majesty. Your well-being is important.” He said trying to hide his sudden flustered nature. He shared a moment with her, eyes locked. He was unsure if he should pull away or continue his gaze, he was probably being rude of all things.
“Maybe rest is what you need. Sleep tends to help when such things become a bother. At least to my knowledge.”
She let out a grin. Perhaps there was some truth in saying that there was no rest for the wicked. What would he know of that? Granted, he had witnessed some episodes where one could say her wickedness ruled supreme, perspiring through each and every pore of her body. But it hadn't always been like that. For a split fraction, Regina reminisced on the distant memory of causing pain to another living creature was painful enough for her.
She shook that thought from her head as the Huntsman's babbling words lingered in her ear. The change in her eyes occurred with a blink as she sipped her wine again.
"Even knowing you despise me, Graham, it does add a nice touch to it, showing your concern for me." Her voice slightly cracked, but it did not loose its bite. Perhaps due to the wine, perhaps she knew what she said was true.
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He nodded taking her orders. He knew not to press on the matter if she didn’t wish to disclose the information. He picked up a spoon and dipped it into the soup. It was thankfully still quite hot so he knew he would get the full flavor of the dish. He drew it to his mouth and ate it smiling almost instantly. He didn’t make a comment about the taste this time, it was written all over his face. He scooped up another mouthful and repeated the action, trying hard not to eat like he would out in the wild but with more ‘manners.’
He looked up after a while to see Regina fending off what looked like a headache. He knew he should keep his mouth shut but he had to at least see if she was ok. “Are you ill Your Majesty?”
Upon hearing his voice, she forced herself to look at him. "Just some mild uneasiness, Huntsman. Nothing some food probably won't cure." She noted he had eaten his with gusto up until addressing her. His concern did not pass unnoticed as well. Regina drank more of her wine. Taking a large sip of her goblet, she let the acrid beverage travel down to her stomach in hopes its so famed effect would soon be upon her. The one she craved more was sleep. She hadn't slept for days.
Being always one step ahead of her enemies always had a price, perhaps even many prices. Sleep was one of them.
Seeing that the pressure in her forehead seemed to dissipate, Regina addressed the young man. "Thank you for your concern, Graham." She looked at him once more, perhaps gazing longer than intended.
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He kept his hands to himself, resisting the urge to grab her as she pulled away. For a moment he forgot that he was her pet and wished to be something a little more. But it was only a brief thought and he shook if off nodding curtly as she spoke. He didn’t care how hot or cold his food was for he was eating better than most of the kingdom at this very moment though he himself deserved much less.
“It’s fine Your majesty, but are you ok?” He thought it best to ask, she may have been expecting it and if he failed to ask. Well he was best not to think about it.
She gave him a light smile, an attempt to conceal her inner musings. "Everything is fine, Huntsman. Let us finish our meal, shall we?" She sat again, on her previous seat and started eating again, her eyes always averting Graham's, for despite everything that had happened just now, she still could not forget his prior actions, regarding the she-wolf. She knew there was something he wasn't telling her.
A headache was beginning to form, just above her eyebrows. She rubbed them as to dismiss the incoming pain, pausing for a moment.
Alright. I'll be sure to lurk and pester you from time to time.
I fully expect you to. Don't be a stranger now.
I guess I could tell you...
Honestly, darling, I do not want you to tell me.
It'll be more fun if I find out, will it not? ;)
No, I understand that you're curious. I'm an anon that said I have a crush on you. It's only natural to wonder.
Exactly.
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He kept his gaze on her for a moment before looking away, dropping both hands to his side. He knew he was out of order doing such things to his queen regardless of if she had subconsciously been asking for it. “I’m sorry your majesty. I was out of hand there.” He said in a low but audible tone. He had been somewhat taken aback though, by her reaction to his gesture. Had she for a moment shown him something else, another side of her perhaps. No, it was probably his imagination playing tricks on him, trying to bait him into a dangerous game that would only get him hurt.
She cleared her throat. "No, it was me who was out of line." Rising from her seated position, she walked a few steps away from him, not facing him for some moments. Regina wished she could erase from her short term memory the way he had just looked at her, but no matter now many times or how hard she closed her eyes, it was still there. And that familiarness of an uncharged exchange of semi-affectionate gestures also did not favour it.
Spinning on her heels, the Queen addressed him. "You should finish your meal. It's getting cold." She gave him half a smile, still standing by the table.
Thank you. I just... I am terrible with these kinds of things.. And... I'm sorry for bothering you with this.
Nonsense, you don't bother me at all, darling. If there is one to apologize, that'd be me, for my sometimes unbridled curiosity.
