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Even to the extreme of letting his own inner demon out and ravage his body and soul. A torment she knew happened so rarely she could count the number of times she was aware of it on both hands.
    She stepped forward.
    “My lord? They are right you know. Even you’re aware that things have not been stable since she came here.”
    Mel spun on her and his low voice rumbled in a soft deadly tone, “You forget yourself yet again, Shara.”
    He continued to glare at her until she dropped her head to her chest, her long chestnut hair shrouding her facial features.
    “I’m sorry, my lord, but I worry about how she is affecting you, when I don’t believe she is trustworthy and deserves your attention.”
    “I told you before, it was none of your concern.”
    “Still, Sir, she has brought nothing but trouble to your door since she has come. Is she really worth it, worth this stress?”
    In the blink of an eye, he had Shara by the throat and against the wall, his face very close to hers as he growled out through clenched teeth.
    “Don’t discuss this with me again or you may find yourself in my dungeons.”
    Letting her go, he turned away from her, while she scurried from the room.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter Two
     
    Clarissa warmed up, stretching in front of the wall of mirrors in the exercise room. Her movements were fluid and graceful with almost a dancers gentleness to her motions. It had been more than twenty minutes since she ate, showered, dressed and reported to this room, only to find herself still alone. She wondered what was keeping Mel but decided to use the time wisely. Once she completed her stretching, she moved over to the black orb he had given her to store her most painful memories. A training tool he used with her in order to get her to focus more and have her enemies less likely to disrupt her concentration. She stared into the inkiness, watched as the black clouds shifted and revealed the memory of the worst day of her existence.
    Ironic, since the day itself was beautiful, clear and crisp. She had been playing in the sun, hiding from her brothers and all the farm work that needed to be done. She was the baby of the family and the only daughter to the twelve brothers born before her. As a result, her parents let her get away with a bit more than they did her siblings.
    The morning started like every other, busy with cooking, cleaning and the mild arguments of those waiting impatiently for other family members to get out of the bathroom. In the orb, she saw her brother, Johann, as he was that day. He was her favorite brother, overly protective, teased her mercilessly but there for her with whenever she needed, whatever she wanted, he would make sure she got it. He loved her dearly and she him, more than words could say. But that morning she got very angry with him, a regret that stayed with her even now. Johann had told his family he and his new wife, Marinka, were going to move out of the family home. Clarissa was shocked and railed on him. How could he leave her? Why did he have to go and leave their residence? Oh sure, it wasn’t like he was leaving the area they lived in but still, they wouldn’t be there when she got up, nor went to bed at night. Also, his wife said none of the family could stay at their new place. Marinka didn’t like her family much or her. Marinka felt that Clarissa and Johann were just a bit too close for siblings, a bit too affectionate. She missed that feeling of him around her and protecting her.
    She missed the way he would tease her, tell her what to wear and whom she could associate with. Most of all, she missed their discussions about everything imaginable.
    Johann had made the declaration to everyone that crisp, bright, cold morning. He didn’t even warn her alone, just announced to everyone they would be moving out at the end of the month. Family was only welcomed when they were