The rapid water were like a giant sea monster swallowing hard. My body was under its control, the water pulling me in and out, under the water and above, I was sure this was the end. I was sure my body would wash up on a beach and I would be eaten and picked at by scavenging animals. Any time I came above the surface I would look around, all I would see was more water. This was the end.
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A small limp body lay at the water’s edge. A fragile looking young women, most likely about 18-20, lay in the course black sand. Her dark brown hair was tangled and wrapped around her arms, her clothing looking ripped and old. Daniel swiftly slid down Camry, his appaloosa horse. Holding the small body in his arms, he ran his rough fingers over her wrists and felt for a pulse. She was still alive, but barley. Daniel put his index finger and thumb around her wrist, almost being able to curl his index finger around twice. He put his hand on her forehead, it was like an oven. This girl was sick, very sick.
Daniel held her close to his body, leaped up on Camry and trotted back to the castle. He looked down at the woman in his arms, she was beautiful. She had a beautifully defined chin, and large tender rosy lips. He felt them beckoning him in. Daniel knelt his head down, softly steeling a kiss from the young woman’s lips. They were as tender as they looked and tasted like salt, but Daniel didn’t mind the taste. He held the small women closer to him as he started to gallop. He wanted to save her, no matter what it took; he had to know who she was, and what happened to her.
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I felt a cloud cushioning my body, the whole world felt warm and sweaty. I kept my eyes closed and turned over. If this was heaven, I could wait ten minutes to finally see it. I felt way too refreshed. I tucked the blanket under my chin, and relaxed. I heard a door creak open, footsteps followed, and a door close lightly. I did not open my eyes, not yet; I didn’t want to know my fate yet. Not yet…
“The girl is doing well, and should wake up soon” A small tweaked voice scratch out, it sounded like it was painful just for this man to talk. I cringed lightly.
“What have you found out about her Dr. Ramden?” This voice was nothing like the other, deep and demanding, this voice was controlled and forceful, like a captain or drill Sargent, it was a lot like…
“Do not you dare talk to me like that” A man stood in front of me. He was tall, and strong with his stance. A pain seared through my face as I fell to the floor, holding my cheek.
An image ran through my mind. I cannot even remember. Not anymore. Whatever it was my mind blanked. I must have lost parts of my memory. Whoever I thought of, he is the reason I am here. Heaven, hell, or earth. I am here because of him. I can feel it in my bones.
“Nothing sir, some men and I have asked around but nothing about missing women” A cold rough hand touched my arm. My eyes finally jolted open; I saw a huge pair of spectacles eying me down. I jolted back falling, falling to a soft carpeted floor. My breath became heavy and it felt musty making it hard to breath. I tried to grasp as much air possible but it never felt enough.
Arms wrapped around me, not the rough cracked ones though. These were soft and warm. My gaze caught dark grey eyes with a hint of green in them which confused me, yet intrigued me. Our eyes locked, I was in a trance I’m sure. I drew my hand up to his face, but pulled back quickly when he broke the gaze and glared at the doctor.
“Are we sure she is not balmy on the crumpet?” The doctor uttered, the man held me tighter, pressing me against chest. His shirt was thin and I could feel his soft muscles. They made me shudder.
“No” The man barked back at the doctor “She is probley running from something… Someone”
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The first thing Daniel had noticed was her eyes. Big emerald green eyes. How could anything this beautiful be insane, she was probley just still dazed from everything. He set her back down on the small bed, and pulled the blanket up to her chest.
“Leave me with the girl” The small fat man nodded and left the room slamming the door behind him. Daniel starred at the young women; she starred back just as evenly. She seemed dazed still, but he had to ask her some questions.
“What’s your name dear?” Daniel whispered, he tried to make his voice as soft and caring as possible, something he was not used to. The women gave him a confused look, and stumbled out,
“I… I don’t remember” Daniel smiled seating himself next to her on the bed. The covers were crimson as well as most of the room. He always found this room to be very comfortable and cozy.
“Do you remember anything about your past?”
“I remember being slapped by a man… with a strong voice like your own…” She quirked her head, “But he never spoke softly, not to anyone…” Daniel frowned,
“You seem to remember more about this man then yourself”
“I did not want to remember myself”
“Why?”
“I do not know”
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The beautiful man got up off the bed, looking at me sadly. He seemed excited when he had first started the questions, but now leaving with no answers or further knowledge on myself, looked sad and drained of energy.
The man in my vision before look sad, like the beautiful man. He held my hands tightly. The man had light blond hair, and light skin with freckles on his nose.
“Violet…”
“Wait!” I screamed out to the beautiful man as he opened the creaking door. He looked back woefully “My name is Violet” The man grinned and came back over to the bed sitting on the edge.
“I am Daniel Decker, Duke of Dunmore” Then he got up and walked out, smiling.
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