She's My Collar (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

[Mr.Aznable]

She sipped her wine and smiled coyly. "Never said it had to be in front of them.."

 

[PoisonousIvee]

There was that panic again, despite how stoic he looked. Was he worried that his friendliness would be taken the wrong way? That he would be punished for being so casual with her.
"They have ears, your Majesty.."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She waved her hand a bit. "Fine, fine.." she said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He offered her some food, simple meats and breads. "Are you this flirtatious with everyone or is it only me so far?"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"I don't think I can answer that out loud.." she said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He hummed in amusement, "So, only me."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"I can't say.." she said, smiling.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He chuckled softly, "I'm honored...I don't find myself in the realm of attractive."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Then you are rather foolish.." she said, still grinning.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He smiled softly, "I suppose. We human men are not known to be rather bright."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She smiled and the two of them spent the night talking and drinking.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He was rather charming, probably the first man she had ever met who could woo her so easily. He was humble, telling her that he preferred to eat here with his men, as he never saw himself as their better. He was a soldier, like they were, and he never once made himself higher than them.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She was surprised to find that she genuinely enjoyed his company. This was much better.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"It's getting rather late, your Majesty." He said, the night now prominent outside the barrack's windows, "I'll escort you back."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She nodded. "Of course, thank you, Orin.." she said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He nodded, glancing at his drunk and passed out men before standing and offering his arm to her.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She took his arm, her face flushing a bit.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He walked out with her and brought her back inside, guiding her through the halls to her room. The sounds of snobbish laughter could be heard from the dining hall, suppose Lazar was still entertaining his court.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She could barely disguise her distaste. "Much better company in the barracks.."

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"I'm honored to hear you say that. You're more than welcome to grace us whenever the mood strikes you." He told her.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"I would like that very much.." she said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He nodded, "As would we." He said, helping her up the stairs and toward her room.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

This started becoming a habit. She would tell Lazar that she was taking a walk in the gardens, or looking around to get comfortable in the castle, but she was going to the barracks to drink and lift her spirits. And, of course, to spend time with Orin.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She genuinely became infatuated by him, and he with her. He had met plenty of elven women in his life, but she seemed different. She was beautiful, smart, she had some humor, and he shamelessly enjoyed the flirting. Part of him knew he could never have her, but the other part still wanted to try. He was escorting her to her room one night, another fun time drinking and being with the men, and he stopped before her door. "Rest well, your Majesty." He said gently.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"I will certainly try..~" she said. "It gets lonely in here..~"