CHAPTER FIVE
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THE LORD'S DUTCH ANGER
LAURA POV
The sun Shone 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 met with it's hotness.
I stood at the front of the mansion ,under the scorching sun ,i stood wondering why the sun would come up so hot during the winter ? and also using my bare hands wiping off my sweat
HENRY POV
I WAS worried about who was the girl i saw yesterday, i stood up from my cushion chair walking towards the mirror , i stood at the front gazing at myself ,a familiar scent passed through my nostrils and i inhale it , recalling where the scent came from , i hurriedly ran out my room barefooted running out of my court ,which i already knew who the scent was coming from but i was so eager to get her,
As i kept running , i sights her 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 my mind I knew it was her .
ZINNA POV
I walks in, holding a basket which was pinned to my right elbow, i called Laura and waved at her, Laura turns her face as she heard her name , "and smiled".
i immediately hurried towards her holding Laura elbows with my left elbow , I whispers something into Laura's ears and the we both smiled walking away.
HENRY POV
I watched HER like she was already my, like the air between us was marked private property, and any trespasser will bleed , i felt a burning sensation, but didn't know where it was coming from, i eagerly searched around my body to find out where the burning was coming from. I looks towards my feet, then finally recalls that i was barefooted i screamed out summoning for a maid, the maid arrived immediately lifting me from the ground placing me on a small carriage.
I got so angry, that i drew my claws and killed the 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 maid arrive at my Court placing me on a cushion.
I sat angrily on the cushion.
A maid hurried to get a bowl of cold water and a towel to Wipe my feet.
she came back instantly with it,
The maids bent down as she held the towel and bowl of cold water, she dipped it, squeezing out the water, placing them on my feet and wiping them gently .
I was so furious that I kicked the maid wiping my feet, with my right leg and she fell on the ground blood dripping down her nostril.
I stood up boiling with rage, whispered to myself.
"she's all mine, I'm having her for myself ,the legends seems to be unfolding.
My lips curled into an evil smirk.
LORD DUTCH
A high ceilings with a plaster cornicing yellow to Ivory by time floor-to- ceiling, window but it velvet drapes are drawn.
I decides when the light are permitted
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.
Evelyn is lying on her stomach half naked under the bed sheet.
Her dark hair spread across each pillow, with bare shoulder ,the curve of her spine, the rise of her hip ,the sheet gave up at her waist.
I was sitting on the edge of the bed barefooted ,on the Persian rug.i wasn't out of breath ,men like me never admit to that .
my robe is in the chair , black silk ,heavy ,lined in charcoal, not a bath robe a final layer of armor .
I stood up, moved towards her, stares down at her face, then I noticed the scars on her jaw.
"who did this?" I said.
Evelyn looks away i shouted furiously that the maid outside my court could hear my voice as I echoed.
"who did this?.
Evelyn spoke calmly rubbing my chest don't worry it's just a minor injury she said .
I held her face, Spoke gently this time. "you know I hate when you get hurt ,and I don't want to see you get hurt."
With tears Evelyn start expressing herself telling me everything tuna did.
I did not let her finish, I hurried out of my court barefooted adjusting my robe.
My echoing with 400 years of step to move when my family name was spoken.
I comes through the double door, my 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
I'm 58 in my court,my words are waste when movement will do.
"the carriage"I says loudly.
The German man is already moving the Italian man hurried in fear.
In a second, the carriage was prepared and the German sat on top silently waiting.
Italian man opens the door gesturing for the me to enter .
I entered furiously and the Italian man closed the door .
"where sire" The German man asked.
"the Alessandro's household " I said and the German man pulls away
A topiary cut into shape that took a gardener 20 years to steam ,facade of honeyed lined stone window so clean that they look like glass
The German driver halted a stop.
he hop out of the carriage ,opens the door and I got 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 me,
I stepped, 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 me,their hands empty, but not lose ,they never dare step in.
I didn't stop, didn't even look at them.
I said no word, past them to the staircase.
" Alessandro's "I called out.
The guards heard how I was calling it like a waiter.
A woman appear in the gallery above Alessandro's wife younger than him, silk robe carlier panther on wrist, watching as I stepped in
I didn't glare up , looking up means I was asking. chandelier twinkles from my step the house exhaling.
Alessandro steps out, he is in his 50's, too fat, tan gone to Grey, trying to look like a king
" why are you here in my humble household Lord dutch." Alessandro voice echoed through the hallway.
" I have come for your daughter" I said stepping closer to him.
"why" Alessandro asked his body already fidgeting.
"have her executed, how dare she lay her filthy hand on favorite." I roar out loud which made the house tremble like it would collapse.
Alessandro's hands trembled he turned to his wife furiously asking her wife to call tuna.
his wife hurried towards tuna room calls for her , enters in and drags her out bringing her forward towards Alessandro
" what have you done you insolent child, why do you bring disgrace to me my house hold ,take her away." he said to me looking away
My eyes caught her, I stepped straight to her raising my feet which made the house tremble.
My claws slid out, I grabbed tuna by the neck, my claws piercing deep through her neck. Blood spilled heavily on the marble floor.
"you dared walked into my court and lay your filthy hand on my favorite."
She groaned in pain.
Alessandro kept wife pleading.
I dragged are by the neck ,hurried out the mansion,with the guards confused and following after me.
The German man opens the carriage ,has I drags her in, the carriage pulls away loudly.
The carriage took a halt at my 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 I stepped out,with my claws still on her neck, dragging her as blood kept dripping out .
I stormed into my court entering into my Chambers.
Evelyn who sat on the bed buckles up in fear, surprise like she just saw a ghost.
My voice echoed with rage.
"Apologize" I shouted my body boiling with rage.I threw to the ground.
Her breath cut faintly as she laid half lifeless on the marble floor.
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