CHAPTER 16
CHAPTER 16 (Story - Inside comment)
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Sunday, August 22, 2004
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Chapter 16
Mikelle Saturnus was in a foul mood, which didn’t bode well for either his servants or his mistresses. He was hot, tired, and the only thing he had looked forward to all day—had escaped. Damn her. She was no different than any of the other women he’d met, except for the fact that they’d all wanted him. Damn her to hell. And now that she was no longer available, he wanted her all the more.
A timid knock on the door, signaled it was time for his bath. He undressed quickly as the women brought in buckets of water to fill the large brass tub. When it was full of hot, scented water, he would sink in up to his neck and enjoy a long, relaxing soak. He would never understand the barbarians who refused to take bathes. In his opinion, they were missing one of the finest luxuries life had to offer.
“Are you ready to be washed, Master?”
The water had begun to turn tepid. He opened his eyes, raised his body to a sitting position, and looked around. “You there, and you,” he said, pointing at two of the more comelier maids lining the back wall of the room. “You may wash me down and be quick about it. The water is turning cool.”
The two girls approached with hesitation. This is how it should be, he thought, picturing the untamed girl from the cave. She would have soon settled down. I’d have seen to that. The words sounded confident and bold inside his head, but deep down he wondered if a spirit such as hers could ever really be tamed. Now, he’d never find out. The thought made him angry all over again. “Get out, all of you.”
Cassea had watched the entire episode from her vantage point behind the veiled curtains. She had slipped in unnoticed from a hidden doorway leading down a secret passage cut through the stone. What could have made Mikelle so unhappy that he would deprive himself his evening of pleasure? Of course, the evening wasn’t over yet. She told herself it was the battles he had fought, but she knew deep down it was a woman. It always was with men like Mikelle. One day, she would be the one he lusted after—the one whose memory consumed him. She would have him and no one would stand in her way.
A movement out of the corner of her eye caught her attention. It was Zela. He hadn’t called her. Of that, she was sure. Would he reject her like the rest? Or would he make love to her as he had so many times before? She watched the woman glide noiselessly across the floor to stand at his side. As she reached out her hand, the heady scent of her perfume forewarned him and he opened his eyes.
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