-- would gladly read the message for me. I wasn't ready to go there yet, but if he requested my presence I would make sure to be in attendance as long as @Murhder_BDBRW was by my side. I didn't know what freedom was until he came to rescue me, but existence --
-- on the table palm up offering it to him to settle him as well. Am I crazy? Probably, but I don't have to explain myself to anyone except the king. I had done so in the tiniest of handwriting possible. I knew he couldn't see, but I also knew his queen --
-- movements of his body as well as mine told a story that no one understood. He was tense and because he was tense I was starting to tense up as well. I don't blame him. He was being protective which is something I was slowly getting used to. I put my hand --
-- lowered my gaze to the floor as I am not comfortable looking at anyone without feeling as though I'm being punished for who I come from. I tilted my head to the side watching @Murhder_BDBRW carefully. We didn't have to exchange words just the simple --
-- because no matter how many times I have told this tale no matter how many times I wanted to be different it was always the same. Once I finished completely I handed the paper over to @Murhder_BDBRW quietly. I made eye contact with Saxton but quickly --
-- should see fit that I be punished after you have been told my story completely I understand but just know I do not regret my actions and would do it again in a heartbeat if I had to. [As I started to tell my story my heart rate elevated a little bit --
-- you are aware of the blood slave way of life. I am not a threat to you or your family. My story follows, and it is as accurate as I have told @Murhder_BDBRW. I did what I had to do to be sure that no one else was ever harmed in the way that I was. If you --
-- to anyone was going to be difficult, but before I started I scrawled a simple message to the king. I knew that someone would have to read it to him, but at least he would have it in my own words in my own writing.] My story is not pretty, as I am sure --
[I wanted to tell @Murhder_BDBRW that I was stronger than I felt, but I wasn't. I took the parchment offered and started to write my story to the best of my ability. My fingers clenched the pen so tightly that my knuckles were white. Telling this story --
-- fault, he was just doing his job. I looked at @Murhder_BDBRW apologetically realizing I was probably out of line with my tone of voice and such. Would he be angry at me for it? God I hoped not, but in the same breath I cannot blame him if he is.]
-- details of it all if that is okay with you. If you must know them I can write them down for you, but I cannot physically talk about it again. Please don’t make me. [I felt stupid begging this male to stop making me relive my existence, but it wasn’t his --
-- nothing to do with him in the same regard. So if you see me as a threat to the brotherhood you are sadly mistaken. I would never do anything to harm them as it is one of them that saved me from the nightmare I was living. I’d rather not go into the --
-- have no regrets and if you want to punish me for defending myself so be it, but I am not sorry and I would do it again in a heartbeat if I had to. My blooded father knows of my existence but wants nothing to do with me. Believe me when I say I want --
-- don’t. He tortured me and he was going to kill, Murh, if I didn’t do something. Was I a little too extreme? Probably so. Why don’t you try being a blood slave and being tortured? Then we can talk about what is too extreme in order to save your life. I --
-- knew exactly why Saxton was asking all these questions and I knew exactly why I had to explain myself.] Once I was free of the chains that held me to the wall, I snapped. There isn’t much to tell you after that. Do I regret my actions? Of course, I --
-- the bat. If @Murhder_BDBRW wasn’t actually here we wouldn’t be having this conversation at all. “I’m going to need you to tell me exactly what happened to your captor.” Captor, what a funny word to describe Onyx. I wouldn’t exactly use that word, but I --
-- and nodded trying to prepare myself to go through this again. “I assure you that I will not harm you.” He can tell me that all he’d like, but I don’t know Saxton as well as others. I don’t trust anyone and I certainly don’t want to trust him right off --
-- those types that were the worst on me when I was captured. His voice does not sound familiar though so that it is a good thing. Part of me was afraid that the people for the King were part of my torturing, but it doesn't seem that way now. I swallowed --
-- say. "You don't need to be afraid, I am not here to harm you. I'm simply here to tell your story to the King." I knew all of that, but it didn't mean subconsciously I wasn't afraid of the very aristocratic male sitting across from me. It was usually --