Rhydian;
I shut my eyes as the night's wind carries through my hair and swims softly past my ears.
It's peace.
Peace from the chaos and anger that had consumed my mind for most of today.
I let my head roll back as I feel my muscles finally begin to relax, but everything crashes when a familiar scent suddenly attacks my nostrils.
Strawberries.
The scent is so strong this time, it has a spicy undertone.
I open my eyes as I recognise the scent.
I know who it belongs to, because I smelt it this morning. When I ordered my men to rough him up.
Even then, it wasn't this strong.
What has gotten him so scared? What's wrong?
Soon, I start hearing his footsteps. His heart beat… his panting.
I step back into the shadows of the pergola as he approaches. He stops in front of the pergola and bends with his hands on his knees as he catches his breath.
I watch his small frame tremble with exhaustion, and my eyes dance over the bruises scattered along his shirtless upper body.
