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The Blink of an Eye Pt. 3

Drama Created on 12-7-07 Views(89) Story Rating G

Several hours after realizing the depth of her situation the door opened, slowly.  She half rose, expecting James, but was instead greeted by Mr. Frosty Eyes himself.
    "Good evening," he greeted smoothly, almost too smoothly.  Arden did not reply, clenching her teeth.  "I would like you too join me for dinner."  It was all too clearly a command.  Bravely, she shook her head.  Before her head was still again he was in front of her.  His hand snaked out for her own and against her will she flinched.  He froze, eyes narrowed, and he sighed.  His cool hand grasped hers before she could protest, he was way too quick for her.  A whimper escaped her lips unbidden.  He scowled, darkly, "Don't fear me girl, I won't kill you."  Arden did not admit that this comforted her only a little, hurting wasn't killing after all.  Without speaking again he pulled her through the door and down hallways, twisting too quickly for Arden to notice where they were going.  Quite uncerimoniously he dumped her in a chair at a long table.  There was a covered dish in front of her and a roaring fire to her right.  She brought her hand to the dish, it was shaking, she stopped.  "Eat!"  The order was too sharp to ignore, she ripped the cover off and dug in, too hungry to even notice what it was, some sort of pasta.  She was done in a matter of minutes, and met his eyes, he was watching her silently.  "Well? Don't you have any questions?"  She cleared her throat, nervous,
    "Who are you?"
    "My name is Lysander, I wish we could've met differently."
    "Can I go home?"  Slowly, he shook his head,
    "I am sorry, but niether of us has a choice in this."  Before Arden could ask what he meant, he swept out of the room leaving her alone again.

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On March 9th 2008 hyper009 Said :
hyper009 oooo! thats mean of him!!! but strangly im attracted to the mysteriousness of Lysander, and his name is AWESOME!!!
On December 7th 2007 ha7 Said :
ha7 great story I love it keep me posted!