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Rose	By : gothicdivine Category: Anita Blake > General Views: 1783 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction based on the Anita Blake series. All but one of these characters belong to Laurell K Hamilton and I make no money or profit from this work.

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The hour before dawn found me in Belle’s chambers. She sprawled on her satin-laden bed with the golden silk of her nightgown flowing around her. Her face was clean of false beauty and her natural perfection made the whole room shine. Her long black hair hung loose over the her shoulders and the delicate lace of the gown. I sat at the opposite end of the room, alone, while Belle’s personal maid arranged the sheets around my mistress. I ran my gloved hands over the red silk covering my legs. Belle had sent my heart fluttering by requesting that I remain in the ballroom gown, as it pleased her to see me so beautiful. Now she watched me silently from the bed with a sly smile on her face. I meekly looked up at her as the maid left the room with a sweep of skirts and a bow. She extended one arm and the sleeve of her nightgown was so long that it almost trailed on the ground. I tried to walk to her as gracefully as I could manage, but my nerves made my movements jittery and awkward. If she noticed this, her face showed me nothing. I clasped her hand and let her pull me up onto the bed. She pushed me down gently until my head rested on the black silk pillow. She laid next to me and turned my face to meet her gaze. Her deep brown eyes looked like fine melted chocolate in the candlelight and I smiled at their beauty, earning myself another smile from the goddess herself. She moved towards me slowly and my breath caught in my throat as her full lips brushed my forehead. Her soft hand brushed the side of my face and I closed my eyes as I breathed in her scent. She smelled of lavender and I allowed myself to run my own lips over the soft skin at her neck. She moved back gently, opening her closed eyes. She smiled again.
“So many people lose themselves to love, ma rose.”
She sighed and the sound of that alone made me shudder.
“You like my eyes?”
I did not know what to say for a moment, but then decided the truth was what my mistress wanted to hear.
“I fall into your eyes Belle. I lose myself in them as if they were the stars themselves. There is nothing I admire more than the beauty I see when I look at you.”
She merely blinked at me and her hand stilled on my face. She once again moved towards me and I felt her breath on my lips as she spoke her next words.
“Many dream of my caress, oui.”
Her voice lowered to an intimate whisper, “But is that your dream, cheri?”
Her lips brushed mine as I let out a small gasp. They were so soft… She ran her tongue slowly between my slightly parted lips. I watched as her eyes closed and found my own doing the same. She explored my mouth as if she were drinking me down and I began to explore her. Her hand gripped my hair and my arm slid around her waist. One of her silken clad legs draped over both of mine and we melted into each other’s bodies and each other’s kiss. In our moment of passion, I felt a sharp pain and realised I had cut my tongue on one of her fangs. I began to pull away, but her grip on my hair tightened and she drank my blood, all the while drinking from my lust. The kiss grew chaste and she let go of my hair as she moved away from me. A drop of blood clung to her lips and she brushed it away with her fingertip. She licked it away slowly, eyes on me the whole time. She sighed deeply and settled back onto the pillows. She turned over onto her back and stretched like a satisfied cat.
“Your blood is the sweetest I have ever tasted, ma rose.”
Her voice sounded heady, as if she had drank too much wine. Her eyes were closed as she ran a finger over her lips, as if savouring the taste of my life source. She opened her heavily lidded eyes slowly and turned her face to me.
“Unfortunately, ma rose, some forget where they stand in my court.”
She rolled onto her stomach, propping herself up on her elbows.
“Take our Alaric for example. A man of no power. A useless man, demanding a place in my bed.”
She barked a laugh.
“The peu bâtard thought it was wise to disrespect me. Disrespecting me is forbidden, rose, you know that.”
She looked into my eyes as she spoke, her voice holding scorn. She spoke in a condescending tone as if scalding an intolerant child. She looked away from the bed for a moment and turned back to me.
“The dawn comes.”
She settled on her side, again facing me.
“People should learn not to be so forward with me, don’t you think?”
Before I could answer her question, dawn arrived and took my mistress from me. Her eyes closed and her breathing stopped. She died next to me with her warning clear in the air. I had wronged her and she knew it. My heart raced as I stepped off of the bed and fled from the room.

Minutes later, I found myself staring through double glass doors leading to a balcony overlooking the vast vineyards. Hands that belonged to me but felt distanced opened those doors and legs that felt numb walked me to the railing edging the platform. A fine, cold rain sent a shiver through my body and the rising sun blinded me as I looked down at the lilac blossoms. Such beauty, sanctioned to the very brink of day where my mistress’ eyes would never feast upon these wonders. Birds sang their morning songs in the distance and my tears mingled with the rain pouring down my face. My mistress would never love me. I would die alone and unloved. The pain was unbearable as my worst nightmares formed around me. The once bright red silk of the dress turned the colour of blood in the rain and I panicked to think what Belle would say. My hands shook as they smoothed down the material and the wind blew my hair in tendrils around my face. My heart felt tight in my chest, as if being strangled by the pain itself and it was that moment I realised. I realised… I couldn’t stay here.
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