His Alone

"Poppet it is time for you to retire."

His voice startling me I turn to look at him, I'm sure my eyes looked as though I were a child that had just been caught with my hand in the cookie jar. "What? Oh yes sir. I apologize for being out of my room at this hour."

"No need to apologize Poppet, I shall escort you."

"Thank you sir." I don't know why I was so thankful, it wasn't as though I couldn't find my way. I suppose it is because I liked the idea that I wasn't alone anymore. Merlin I hated being alone, but I find that I'm more alone than not now that I am his.

"Lucius, I thought I told you to call me Lucius."

"I-yes of course, I apologize, Lucius."

"Very good. Now, what have you been up to this evening?"

"Just reading about potions really." Thinking about what you're doing to that poor girl.

"Ah… Any reason?"

"N-no, just interested in potions that is all. How was your evening?" Probably happy you're ruining a little girls life.

"It went well. You did not wander too close now did you?"

"No Lucius, you forbid me to."

"Yes, that is true, but you've been known to disobey in the past have you not?"

"I have not disobeyed you I- I mean, yes, I suppose I have. I am sorry." Disobeyed you my arse. More like you just wanted to punish me for no reason because you felt like it.

"Mmhmm. You are here my dear."

"Thank you for escorting me to my room."

"You are most welcome. You have been very good today I shall return your parchment and scrolls to your room tomorrow."

"Thank you Lucius, you are too kind. Will you-I mean good evening."

"Will I what Poppet?"

"Will you be staying this evening?" I can't believe I'm asking him, even though I hate him, I still need him. Why? I hate this dependence, this power he has over me.

"No. Good night Poppet."

"Good night." And with that he bent down and kissed my forehead, in a manner that a father would a daughter and then shut the door on me. I was alone and I did not like the quiet-the stillness that my room held. Turning I walk to my bath to find that it is already on, my room anticipating my need for comfort. Laying there I cannot help but wonder what he did to Sonia, what she screamed at him, or if he did anything at all except stare and watch her. I noticed that while I felt guilty about her imprisonment I also felt a feeling of jealousy wash over me. I felt ashamed immediately as the wave of jealousy passed and my shame soon turned to pity as I thought of my fate and the fate of Sonia. Briefly I wondered if Lucius had any other girls here at the manor or at any of his other homes. I think to myself that he must, how could he not, but then again, how can I make that judgment? I have been locked away for so long that I do not know what has been going on here in the manor. Getting out of the tub my body feels calm, relaxed, the warmth of the water having soothed my muscles and made my head relax into a sleepy state. Laying in bed I can't help myself as my thoughts drift to him. He's probably in his study doing whatever it is he does in there. My last thought was wondering when he was next going to visit me in my room for the night and how much I wanted to feel that warmth as he lay next to me. Even if it was him and even if I was his alone.