The warmth of Lord Baeon's hand against her own felt nice, and she wished the touch of his hand could have lasted for much longer. She allowed him to examine the bruises, to see what kind of vile creature her husband truly was. Her own father had turned her away when she came to him to complain about her marital woes, and as time went on and her marriage got worse she started seeking sympathy where she could get it. It no longer mattered to her if the man she sought sympathy from was rich or poor, powerful or common. All she asked for now was at least a little bit of kindness, and - if she was lucky - a warm embrace for a longer or shorter period of time.
She lowered her gaze when the man in front of her spoke of being a widow if he had been in Flavia's place. "That is the problem, Mylord," she replied wistfully, tears brimming up her big, brown eyes. "I can't divorce my husband. My father is a man of noble family, and my husband belongs to another powerful family. As long as I stay married to my husband, my in-laws will protect my village from harm and keep the villagers safe. If I leave, I will break the contract, and I fear it will be an excuse for the two families to start a war against each other. I can't bare the thought of seeing innocent people getting butchered because of something I have done. I am a lady, Mylord - not a killer..."
She smiled shyly when he spoke of sensing that she was not human. "I used to be human once," she said. "But not anymore. Don't be afraid of me though. I am not dangerous. I am just a bird in a golden cage - bound to a man I don't love. All I want is company of a warm and caring soul who can show me that there is still warmth and kindness left in this world..."
She sent him a sad face expression when he asked why she remained as her husband's wife. "If it was up to me, I would have left him already," she said. "He is so much stronger than what I am. But for the people of my town to stay safe and alive, I have to sacrifice my freedom. As long as they are kept safe from war and hunger, it is a small price to pay..."
She smiled when he spoke of doing as much escaping as she was, her smile widening when he said he enjoyed his stay even more now that she was here. "Perhaps we could escape together then," she smiled and looked up at him with warmth in her brown eyes, reaching out a slender hand and trailed her finger lightly over his hand. "I think I know a way of getting back at my husband, but I may need your help..."
Her gaze rested upon him, hypnotic and mysterious at the same time, and her soft lips curled into a smile.