Chapter 6 - Twisted heart..

The dark of the hallway was filled with silence, the shifting of clothes, was the only thing that could heard in this small cut out of the keep, than like a bird's sweet song, the roughness of breathing and light moans came from the hall, two figures covered in shadow pushed close as if to become one. The white leaning in to kiss and rub their tongue along the others bare chest. Her hand desperately tried to pull the trousers from the other shadow. The black shadow pulling the whites hair, biting her neck as he felt her hands reaching her goal as she stroked. Their breathe mixing into one as the hallway started to shift as if a kaleidoscope.

The brown eyes of the woman looking into the man's blue as if sweet honey, her neck trembled as her eyes looked down, stroking his length faster and faster, watching it become wet from her touch. Her eyes tracing down his body, looking hungry as she looked at the marks she had left on him. Her body, as if waiting, soon dropped to her knees, the shadow of her meal along her beautiful face as she opened her mouth.

"Mysaria.." Keth spoke, his eyes looking down at her, watching as she wished to reach out, wanting to relieve his stress, but his hand grabbed her hair, her eyes looking into his as if tensing while she tried to bring her face close to his man hood once more.

"Mysaria.. enough.. We can not.." Keth said, his grip seemed to loosen for her hair, her eyes looking with hope as if he would allow her to please him. Only to have her body pushed to the side lightly, her white clothes stained with the mud of the rainy night as her eyes shot up to him, who was covering himself.

"So you do not jest, you do not wish for me anymore.." Mysaria said, her body leaned over, her eyes wandering as if trying to find an answer, only to speak in low words.

"How can I part take in this, you come to love my brother, or the company of his cock, In task but all the same." Keth spoke, his back to her as he listened to her words, it was clear that he ordered her to come to this city but this was not his intention.

"Maliketh, you are the one who put me to task yourself!? So you do not wish to partake in me because of an order from your own lips?!" Mysaria, who sat on the floor, shot her head towards him, her eyes stressed as she yelled lightly at this ridiculous matter.

"I sent you here as a dancer, to worm your fingers into men's hearts around my brother, to become aid for his misguided mind in the absence of my presence, hoping to protect my brothers rule, and control Daemon from dooming himself.. not to part your legs for him.." Keth said, his eyes looking at her, turning his body to her firm face, which had shaking lightly as he spoke in a colder tone.

"*Ha, I see, so.." Mysaria, whose eyes were a mess of confusion and pain, laughed with a self blaming laughter. Her eyes moist once more as she looks into his pale eyes. "A pawn like those maids, to be thrown away after they have served their purpose.. not the man who said he would keep and protect me." Her words went on, her eyes looking into the distance of the ground as she trembled.

"You have been with me for years, Mysaria. Have I ever thrown you to the winds? I merely wish you to keep your heart yet twisted from this matter. Your relationship is strong with Daemon, I would not muddy the waters of your heart with picking between us.." Keth spoke slowly, his voice relaxing as he saw her face, walking toward her as he looked down.

"My heart? My heart?! When have you cared for my heart?! I wait on you, hand and foot, merely to make you happy and hope that you are not weighted down by the worry in your heart. Yet you do not see it as such, whores, pawns, and even lady Rhaenys who already has a family! Yet you can change your heart for me because I have done more than you have asked?!" Mysaria spoke, or of a better yell, as she looked up into his eyes, her face now running with tears as Keth's lips became a thin line.

"Twisted to what Maliketh? To a man I do not love but accompany? you left me here for 5 years!? 5 years I've waited for your return as your brother tried to worm into my heart, while you lay with your lady and forgot me, I took his cock, far better than a man whom I love for what? To be pushed away because of me being forgotten?!" Mysaria knew her words were misleading, as if she enjoyed being Daemon's vent, and stabbed at the matters of the women around him to vent her anger in her heart. Yet the response was not as she thought it, her cheeks grabbed to look at him as his eyes became sharp once more.

"What man do you know puts you in the highest standing of his pleasure house, when you never partake in cock, no one, my men paid him so that you may feel comfortable here, the men that move within your finger tips, why do some of them hold so much fear for you, because I broke them and sent them to you, yet why is your standing lost of my family, the guards and anyone of power, Daemon? No, because matters within that pleasure house were dealt with when snakes came to close to you.." Keth said, his eyes cold, his hand gripping her cheeks harder as he watched her eyes opened slightly, he had been away for years, matters needed to be dealt with that she knew but ignored becuae her broken heart. Yet he did all he could to make sure his sun touched flower was fine, yet when he heard and saw her place beside his brother, he allowed it to be as it was because there was no reason to stop it.

"My sun touched, I did not forget you, I merely can not be everywhere, and to blame you for a broken heart is not my place, but do not act as if what you did was not selfish. Even if the results were the same, just leave it where it may be, if you wish to run, then run away, I will find a way to explain it to Daemon." Keth said, letting go of her face that was now covered in tears, her heart racing as she saw the soft touch in his eyes for a moment only to be gone, she covered herself by blocking her heart to everything because it was him that gave her purpose. Only to be misguided by her own heart when she thought herself forgotten.

"My prince.." Mysaria said, trying to reach out to hold his trousers once more, her hand trembled as she watched it be pulled away from her. "My prince.. Ple..." She tried to get out, her eyes looking up to his as she watched him turn his face from her.

"Go back, and do what you have before, or run away.. I will take care of you as I always have.. but I will not break you more than you already are.." Keth said, his back to her as he walked down the hall leading into the keep, her head to the floor as she thought about what she had said and done.

'A heart yet locked is hard to crack.. something my brother tells me without end..' In this moment, Daemon's voice rang in her ears, she had not paid mind to most of time, but she thought she understood, her face turning into a small grin as she looked at the floor.

'All this because of him.. Prince Daemon..'