---- miscalcted, had let his anger cloud his rationality and she had paid the price She could have pushed the apparatus.
Stopped it.
He only bound her wrists Her torso, legs were all free to stop it.
She could have easily gone against him.
But she didn''t.
She had epted his actions without a sound of protest.
And this very thought only multiplied his guilt.
Why little one? He should be proud at her, apuding her submission, praising her ability to follow orders.
But he felt sick at his stomach.
The old her would have broken the stupid machine into smithereens.
wed every wall of this ce.
---- Shouted profanities at him.
And now...
no matter how stupid this sounds.
He wanted that Zartyan back.
The one who could stand for herself, the one who can protect herself, even from him when he lost his shit! No! What is he thinking? She is perfect this way.
She is serving the purpose of her existence.
Greater things need sacrifices.
And this was her sacrifice.
This was a part of the process, or sess wouldn''t be possible.
Tle has to push these weak thoughts aside.
Carefully, almost reverently, he scooped her into his arms.
Her body was unnaturally warm, her sweat- drenched skin trembling against him.
She didnt even stir at their skins contact, rather her head lolling to a side and her cheek pressed against his chest, her tear strained red cheeks stare back at him.
---- Shouted profanities at him.
And now...
no matter how stupid this sounds.
He wanted that Zartyan back.
The one who could stand for herself, the one who can protect herself, even from him when he lost his shit! No! What is he thinking? She is perfect this way.
She is serving the purpose of her existence.
Greater things need sacrifices.
And this was her sacrifice.
This was a part of the process, or sess wouldn''t be possible.
Tle has to push these weak thoughts aside.
Carefully, almost reverently, he scooped her into his arms.
Her body was unnaturally warm, her sweat- drenched skin trembling against him.
She didnt even stir at their skins contact, rather her head lolling to a side and her cheek pressed against his chest, her tear strained red cheeks stare back at him.
---- "Dammit, little one," he murmured, his voice low, almost a whisper.
"What have I done to you?" Covering her up with his jacket, he picked her up bridal style and carried her through the dimly lit halls of the castle, ignoring the curious and fearful stares of the few men who crossed his path.
Tlis jaw tightened, his crimson eye gleaming in warning when anyone lingered too long: No one dared to question him.
When he reached his quarters, the heavy door groaned as he pushed it open with his shoulder.
The room was dark yet warm, a stark contrast to the sterile heat of theb.
Vince crossed to the massive bed at the center and gentlyid her down, pulling the silk covers over her trembling form.
For a moment, he just stood there, watching her.
The rise and fall of her chest was uneven, her lips slightly parted as she murmured something incoherent in her unconscious state.
Damping a cloth in water, he gently opened her legs and cleaned her up