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I didnt choose you
As she had promised, Bellatrix showed up in the throne room the next morning- and the mornings following that. For the next two weeks she lingered about the throne hall, sometimes talking with Ellette or Valania if she happened to show up, or even to Sheogorath- who, she hated to admit, she was growing fond of. He was unpredictable and clever; Bellatrix soon found his sly wit almost an even match for hers. At first she had found him rather arrogant, but his brilliance soon outshone it as she allowed herself to get to know the madgod. A sort of friendship was forming between the former assassin and the Prince of Madness- one that was not entirely unwelcome.
Some days she would simply sit near the throne- occasionally in it- when Sheogorath negotiated with his Lords, Ladies, ambassadors and his duke and duchess. Court life soon grew close to engrossing.
One morning, however, Sheogorath got to his feet almost immediately when Bellatrix came int
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Court of Madness
Bellatrix stood slowly after Haskill had gone, grimacing as pain shot through the back of her leg. She felt blood trickle along her skin- a feeling she was not unaccustomed to. The steely scent made her unpleasantly chilled, but she ignored the feeling as Jayred trotted up the stairs, holding out the keys.
Your prize, he said. Your bones sound happy, lass.
Bellatrixs lips quirked into a smile. She took the keys, replying, I am happy, Ice-Veins. Now- you comin through or what?
She pivoted on one heel, meandering towards the far right gate. The hall up to the gate was almost pitch-black. Bellatrix walked with her arms out to either side, her fingertips scraping the stones so she wouldnt accidentally veer to one side and knock herself unconscious. She did, however, nearly walk straight into the door. The assassin brought her hands to the cold wood, searching for a lock and a doorhandle. After locatin
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Kiss from a Rose
Trying to sleep was hopeless, he decided. Utterly and completely hopeless. After nearly an hour of turning and trying to get himself comfortable, after nearly an hour of attempting to sink into unconsciousness, Sheogorath simply gave up and swung his legs out from under the blankets, straightening the legs of his trousers. When his feet touched the cold floor he allowed his mind to focus on the chill as he made his way to the door of his bedchamber. However, he soon exited out into his study, which was exponentially warmer, and his thoughts were brought back to other matters.
Sheogorath lifted his hands and pushed them back through his silver hair, squeezing golden eyes shut. He stood now over the fire that was fading to embers in his hearth, mirroring the smoldering pain in his heart. The madgod pressed his forehead against the cold stone over the fireplace, losing himself once more in the touch of warmth playing over his otherwise cold, bare