[ is it something he wants to do? he could let sasuke go now. tell him the best route out of arles and let him take his chances. he wouldn't make it. or perhaps he would, if he made minuscule alterations to his guard's movements and took into account where sasuke would be accosted by his uncle's men instead. it could work, and then sasuke would be free, and then — what? he is a man with loyalty to no nation. a foreigner. he has no place anywhere. none but by laurent's feet. ]
It would be easier if I didn't. [ protect you. ] I've never taken a pet before. I'm not known for my kindness or my amorous nature. And any small thing that I like —
[ his throat tightens, and he stops, looking at sasuke's newly bared stature. yes, he will do. laurent has never shown interest in the too-young, waifish pets roaming the palace, and here is something different. of course laurent would want something powerful. a challenge meant to be broken. ]
There was a horse that my brother gifted me. A fine mare that my uncle knew that I loved. He poisoned her, and made it look like I rode her to death during a hunt. She was suffering and I had no choice but to kill her. [ something pinches in laurent's expression before it smooths away, leaving him blank once again. ] That is what you can expect. Any small thing that I like will be used as a weapon against me. So there is nothing that I like. Including the sight of you. Kneel.
[ he delivers the command without changing his tone, and when sasuke does not immediately sink to his knees, laurent gives another command, which causes the doors to burst open. within the span of a breath, two guards send sasuke careening to the floor, a booted foot grinding into his back and a sword crossing his neck. an exchange of confused words flurry over his head.
then someone wrenches sasuke's head up by using a handful of his hair, and a cold circle of metal fastens around his neck, locking securely. a chain unwinds, glittering in the soft light of laurent's room, several shades darker than his golden hair. ]
Tie it to something. [ laurent gestures vaguely, unbothered. ] And bring something for the floor. He's good enough there, when we're finished.
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It would be easier if I didn't. [ protect you. ] I've never taken a pet before. I'm not known for my kindness or my amorous nature. And any small thing that I like —
[ his throat tightens, and he stops, looking at sasuke's newly bared stature. yes, he will do. laurent has never shown interest in the too-young, waifish pets roaming the palace, and here is something different. of course laurent would want something powerful. a challenge meant to be broken. ]
There was a horse that my brother gifted me. A fine mare that my uncle knew that I loved. He poisoned her, and made it look like I rode her to death during a hunt. She was suffering and I had no choice but to kill her. [ something pinches in laurent's expression before it smooths away, leaving him blank once again. ] That is what you can expect. Any small thing that I like will be used as a weapon against me. So there is nothing that I like. Including the sight of you. Kneel.
[ he delivers the command without changing his tone, and when sasuke does not immediately sink to his knees, laurent gives another command, which causes the doors to burst open. within the span of a breath, two guards send sasuke careening to the floor, a booted foot grinding into his back and a sword crossing his neck. an exchange of confused words flurry over his head.
then someone wrenches sasuke's head up by using a handful of his hair, and a cold circle of metal fastens around his neck, locking securely. a chain unwinds, glittering in the soft light of laurent's room, several shades darker than his golden hair. ]
Tie it to something. [ laurent gestures vaguely, unbothered. ] And bring something for the floor. He's good enough there, when we're finished.