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[Korvo]

“Tonight I am yours to live out your fantasies. Do with me as you please. I will not refuse you, nor anything you desire…”

With a sparkle in her eyes she slid the straps of her dress off her shoulders and with a light rustle the light fabric fell down her slender, athletic, naked body. As her dress pooled around her feet, she stepped out of it with a calmness about her that I will never forget. Willingly she offered herself to the savage, the beast I didn’t know existed until I met her. She found the way to his dungeon, feeling his presence as soon as she laid her eyes on me, long before the notion of his existence even reached my conscious mind.

I unleashed the savage within me that night and took her without holding back, feeling a premenition it would be the last time we shared a bed together. I fucked her relentlessly, taking full advantage of her offer, using her body as a vessel to reach the ultimate climax, an orgasm with an intensity that was never reached again after that night. She was on her knees, pinned to the bed with her shoulders, my hand in her neck. My other hand around her waist to keep her butt in the air. Her eyes closed, her mouth half opened, gasping for air as I pounded into her, lost in lust, driven by animalistic instinct. I only caught a glimpse of her content smile before I collapsed after spilling my seed into her and I fell immediately into a dreamless sleep. When I woke up the bed was empty and on the pillow next to mine was the silver necklace with the tear shaped sapphire that i gave her for her birthday. She had left me and I would never see her again.

Some would agree that time heals all wounds. I however, feel that time only dulls the pain. In some moments, when your guard is down, the pain can come back full force. I never forgot her nor did I ever let the memory of her or the feeling of missing her fade or slip away. She was always present in the back of my conscious, in the shadows like those that became my habitat.

Often I felt the need to find here so strongly it physically hurt, but until now I had never had the courage nor taken the risk to search for her. I knew I would never find her unless she wanted me to and I also knew that if I found her and they found out, her life would be in danger, even more so as mine. As a puppet master in the back stage of the political arena, the secrets I knew came at a price. I was always on the run.

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