CHAPTER FIVE
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THE LORD'S DUTCH ANGER
the sun Shoned so merciless today like it would burn the whole world ,not even a slightest cool wind ,to cool the tension of it hotness, every where in the kingdom was was met with it's hotness
Laura stood at the front of the mansion ,under the scorching sun ,she stood wondering why the sun would come up so hot during the winter ?and also using her bare hands wiping off her sweat
Henry worried about who the girl saw yesterday stood up from his cushion chair walking towards the mirror , he stood at the front gazing at himself ,a familiar scent passed through his nostrils and he inhale it , recalling where the scent came from ,he hurriedly ran out his room barefooted running out of his court ,which he already knew who the scent was coming from but he was so eager to get her,
As he kept running ,he sights Laura and immediately took a halt,she was standing under the sun , looking at the mansion with great interest,and also using her right hand to wipe off sweat falling of her face
A thought came through his mind I knew it was her .
Zinna walks in, holding a basket which was pinned to her right elbow,she calls Laura and waved at her, Laura turns her face as she heard her name , smiled.
Zinna immediately hurried towards her holding Laura elbows with her left elbow ,she whispers something into Laura's ears and the both smiled walking away
Henry watched Laura like she was already his, like the air between them was marked private property and any trespasser will bleed ,he felt a burning sensation, but didn't know where it was coming from, eagerly searching around his body to find out where the burning was coming from. he looks towards his feet, then finally recalls that he was barefooted he screamed out summoning for a maid, the maid arrived immediately lifting him from the ground placing him on a small carriage.
Henry got so angry, that he drew is claws and killed a maid.
the other maid dare not look back to see the scene or else they will be dead just like the other maid
few seconds later the mates arrive at its Court placing him on a cushion ,which was made of glitters ,the glitters were so bright that you could go blind staring at them miles away, the armrest was made of gold.
he sat angrily on the cushion and a maid hurries to get to get a bowl of cold water and a towel to Wipe his feet, she came back immediately with it,
the maids bend down holding the towel and the bowl of cold water putting the towel inside the bowl , squeezing out the water placing them on his feet and wiping them gently
Henry was so angry that he kicked the maid wiping his feet, with his right leg and she fell on the ground blood gushing down her nose. he stood up angry and whispered to himself she's all mine and I'm having her for myself ,the legend seems to be unfolding he is smirked evily
high ceilings with a plaster cornicing yellow to Ivory by time floor-to- ceiling, window but it velvet drapes are drawn.
he decides when the light are permited
the old dark shutter's closed,but not to sleep or for privacy.
A single lamp burns on the biedermeier night stand.
the ceiling where so high that the corners disappears
the bed Egyptian cotton ,slate Grey wrecked now not from passion from time from two people who stopped pretending to sleep and told truth about their body instead.
madam Evelyn is lying on her stomach half under the sheet h,er dark hair spread across each pillow ,1 bare shoulder ,the curve of our spine, the rise of her hip ,the sheet gave up at her waist
the Lord's dutch is sitting on the edge of the bed barefooted ,on The Persian rug. he's not out of breath ,men like him never admit to that .
his robe is in the chair , black silk ,heavy ,lined in charcoal, not a bath robe a final layer of armor .
he stands ,walks towards her towards her,stares at her face then he noticed the scars on a jaw, who did this he said madam Evelyn looks away he shouted angrily that the maid outside his court could hear is voice as he echoed "who did this madam" Evelyn spoke calmly rubbing his chest don't worry it's just a minor injury she said .
he held her face spoke gently you know I hate when you get hurt ,and I don't want to see you get hurt .
madam Evelyn with tears, start expressing herself telling him everything tuna did
Lord's dutch not letting her finish hurriedly left is court barefooted adjusting his robe echoing with 400 years of step to move when is family name was spoken.
he comes through the double doo, his study room breaking them, two aide peel of the wall waiting to be breathed into existence one young Italian with a file on his hand and other German man neither speaks
the Lord's dutch at 58 in his court, words are waste when movement will do "the carriage "he says loudly, the German man is already moving the Italian man hurries in fear the carriage was prepared and the German sat on top silently waiting. Italian man opens the door gesturing for the Lord's to enter .
the Lord enter angrily and the Italian man closed the door .
the German man "where sire "he asked, "the Alessandro's household " lords dutch replied and the German man pulls away
topiary cut into shape that took a gardener 20 years to to steam ,facade of honeyed lined stone zwindow so clean the look like glass
the German driver halted a stop and hop out of the carriage ,opens the door and the Lord's dutch gets out ,
the front door are the 12 ft of oak and Bronze pulled by a butler ,who is been longer than the enemy has owned the place .
the Butler face is trained to nothing ,but is hand shakes in fear seeing the Lord's
the Lord's walks, inside there is a palazzo in decay ,a polished violence ,foyer bottino, marble heated from beneath, chandelier Murano, 200 pieces catching the morning light and throwing it into knives and wall
Two guards stared at him,their hands empty, but not lose ,they never dare step in . the Lord doesn't stop walking, doesn't even look at them says no word, past them to the staircase" Alessandro's "he called
The guards hear how he was calling it like a waiter like he already headed and they won't stop him or their funeral would be cheap
A woman appear in the gallery above Alessandro's wife younger than him, silk robe carlier panther on wrist, watching as Lord dutch walks in
the Lord's didn't glare up , looking up means he was asking. chandelier twinkles not from his step but the house exhaling
Alessandro walks in,he is in his 50's, too fat, tan gone to Grey, trying to look like a king
Alessandro" why are you here in my humble household Lord dutch.
he answers" I have come for your daughter" he said, why Alessandro replied
Lord DUTCH replied to have her executed, how dare she lay her filthy hand on favorite.He roar out loud which made the house tremble like it would collapse.
Alessandro's in fear see his friend was angry asked his wife to call tuna. his wife hurried room towards tuna room calls for her , enters in and drags her out bringing her forward towards Alessandro
Alessandro what have you done you insolent child, why do you bring disgrace to me my house hold ,take her away he said to Lord dutch looking away
Lord DUTCH sightings tuna , walked raising his feet ,as the house tremble he drew his claws , grabbing tuna by the neck, his claws piercing on her neck,as blood drips heavily
you dared walked into my court and lay your Stinky hand on my favorite .
tuna groans in pain.alessandro wife pleading
Lord dutch drags are by the neck ,hurries out the mansion,with the guards confused and following after him. the German man opens the carriage ,has he drags her in hurry. the carriage pulls away loudly
the carriage took a halt at the Lord DUTCH Mansion, the maids stares In altered confusion as they heard loud groans coming from the carriage
The Italian man hurries out, pulls the carriage door the Lord DUTCH walked out,with his claws still on her neck, dragging her as blood still dripping out .
he storms into his court entering into his bedroom with madam Evelyn sitting on the bed buckles in fear, surprise like she saw
a ghost
a voice echoed angrily "Apologize" as Lord dutch shouted angrily , throwing tuna to the ground
Tuna breathing faintly as she laid on the marble floor.as she reeked of blood
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