1.04.2008

I've run so long, I've run so far.

Daniel nodded slowly and obediently at the threat hidden In Larkin’s words and masked his fear. He had merely been concerned. Worried about the girl who Larkin was rumored to have acquired for company among other things.

As the Shrike escorted the “Lady Stelon” away, he sighed deeply.

Could he do nothing right?

True, he probably should not have touched her. Aside from Larkin being angry with him, he was unsure as to whether or not he might have offended Stelon. But when it came to Larkin, there was no doubt in his mind that he would have been chastised for not making sure she was alright.

Daniel shook his head as he walked to his quarters. Although he knew he would be wise not to risk it, he promised himself he would manage to apologize to the girl later.


Stelon breathed evenly as she sat beside the powerful man, his touch on her hand sending warm feelings of comfort throughout her being. The vision had caught her unexpectedly, and it had startled her even more than it had those around her.

Slowly, she looked up and met his shining orange eyes, taking a deep breath.

“It…it is not important. It was just something I saw.”

Larkin applied a very slight pressure to her hand, looking her in the eye still. He was not stupid; had she not figured that out yet?

“I know you saw something, Stelon. And clearly, it is either bothering you, confusing you, or both. Enlighten me.”

Stelon bit her bottom lip, and Larkin paused a moment, reminding himself to at least appear to patient. Slowly, his expression softened.

“Please. Go on and voice your troubles.”

The pair sat still for a moment, one evaluating the other.

Finally, Stelon spoke once more.

“I just…I had a family. A mother, a father…I had a brother!”

She stopped and turned the thought over in her mind.

“I had a name. I mean no offense, m’lord. But I do not think you can understand. People cared about me! I saw it! My life actually mattered. I belonged somewhere…That’s all I have ever wanted…to belong.”

The girl quieted and wiped a tear from her cheek with her free hand. Once more, she was crying. And in front of the Shrike.

She sighed softly as a feeling of being utterly helpless and pathetic washed over her, and she closed her eyes.

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