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 A Rose Cast In Shadow
Aurora Serafini
 Posted: Mar 7 2015, 08:39 PM
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Lucrezia Borgia
May They Realize Why We Don't Trust Them
The blue sky above began to become hazy as strained red eyes still pleaded with the Almighty to spare her life. She was the daughter of God's own living Word here on Earth, how could he allow such a man to take her life like this? Surly the Lord had a plan, some way to save her from the cold hands of death and drug her down. But, she also knew that the Lord had given Man the right to freedom of will.... And as fate would have it, this man's will was to end her life.

The seconds felt like an eternity, passing by every so slowly and hazed and blood-shot eyes remained fixed on the Havens, thinking that any second God would reach forth from the clouds and pluck her out of harm's way, but no such figure came. She felt the swelling pain at the back of her head as the looned man pulled her hair down again, further exposing her neck, as he explained that he was going to kill her, and furthered the insult by calling her a whore! She squeezed her eyes shut tightly, thinking now would come the final blow, any second he would drive the blade through her throat and she would be gone, soul free of her mortal body and free to join the Maker's side in Haven, but her body would be left. Her once beautiful figure would not fall and remain in a puddle of blood. They would find her, clean her body, they would inform her father, mother. Her body would be left to be mourned over before being laid laid to rest, seemingly sleeping till the end of days. Her brother, oh poor Cesare, he surly would take her passing the hardest. Yes, her parents would be so broken hearted, but she and Cesare shared such a bond that he might full incomplete with out her, she knew she would if he were taken away from her in such a crude manner.

So here it came, she felt the blade knit back and forth just slightly, as if his hand were trembling, it dug deeper into her skin and the hot sticky trickle down her neck moved slightly faster now. But, suddenly there was tension and a pause in action... Slowly Lucrezia opened one eye and looked down, noticing that there was now a larger blade angled in the opposite direction across the front of her throat. She trembled now, thinking that two men were after her throat and had begun a struggle for glory, which would be praised for taking the first Borgia life?

But, there was no struggle, the new gentlemen at the other end of the blade held his own and the brute who confined her by her hair suddenly removed the knife from her throat. Abruptly, the harsh tension in her hair was released and she was forcefully pushed forward, landing in the arms of the stranger.

Tell Me Why I feel So Alone

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