My Bloody Revenge
Chapter 11: Home

"Come on, let me show you your room."

Jaze gently disentangle from the hug, steps away and once again hold his hand out for her totake. He can't help but smile at her mouse like ways and he very much enjoy seeing her debatewith herself. He stands there patiently waiting for Lyra to decide. While he waits, he allows histhoughts to drift freely and he ends up at the moment where she offered to suck him off as aform of gratitude which didn't sit well with him. The problem was never her appearance. Lyra isbeyond beautiful, with or without scars. To Jaze the whole act reminded him of a domesticatedand well-trained pet. Not a human or a person. One or several individuals put a lot of time andeffort in breaking her to the point where she's nothing but a docile doll. The fact that she showsfrustration when denied causes loud alarms to go off. Not only that but she also asked how shewould earn food. That question still baffles him. Feeling a warm, small, hand in his much largerall thoughts are scattered and he is brought back to the present. Squeezing her hand gently heleads them back the way they came from.

"This part of the house was once home to servants and slaves but I have been renovating andmodernized everything. That's why there are no windows. I chose this for more privacy but I'llshow you the rest another day.”

Going up the stairs Jaze sneaks a glance at Lyra, who is too occupied by the surrounding tonotice. He smiles when the winter paintings steal all her attention again. Watching her up closehe notices how childlike and innocent her behavior is but not in a weird or annoying way. Thereis a lot of hidden strength within that small body and not to forget courage. Takes a lot to walkright into a storm just to get away. Only a desperate but also strong person would choose thatoption.

"Thought we could begin our tour here.” Opening the door, he shows her his bedroom in caseshe should need him then the bathroom and then he stops by the third door. “Open it."

His smile gets wider when watching her tentatively reach out and turn the doorknob slowly as ifsomething might attack any given moment. When the door is wide open it reveals a ratherlarge bedroom with light green walls that reminds of summer. Light wooden floor instead of theusual dark. Massive four poster bed made out of oak filled with soft pillows and silk sheets.Large white fluffy rug on the floor. All furniture such as bedside tables, dresser, closet andbookshelf is same type of wood as the bed and has lovely carved flower ornaments fordecoration. The color scheme throughout the entire room are different shades of green withwhite and gold details here and there. Despite not having any widows it feels homey, bright andwelcoming.

"This room is yours now. I thought it would suit you perfectly.”

Jaze hears her little gasp. He watches as she walks into the room, eyes wandering from floor toceiling to walls and back again. She constantly pokes or touches things gently as she passesthem by. The little mouse exploring her new environment. To Jaze this is a sight never to beforgotten. When reaching the bed, she looks back at him and points to herself then the bed as ifasking permission from him to touch it. Nodding he is rewarded with a small smile that couldlight up this entire castle. Gently her little hand reaches out stroking the silky covers from thefoot of the bed all the way up to the head and all the pillows. She squeezes some of them,appearing to adore their fluffy softness. He is definitely going to remember this day. Lyra neverlooked more beautiful than now with that soft smile on her lips.

"There is more to see, little mouse. Come."

This time her hand automatically takes hold of his and it made his heart all fuzzy. This meansshe trusts him up to a certain point at least. Continuing the tour, he leads them downstairsagain and points towards the kitchen then two bedrooms and one that currently undergoessome renovation and another bathroom which also is a work in progress. After that comes hisoffice that also functions as a library where she woke up the first time. He encourages her toread whatever book she wants and take them to her room as well. Chuckling he easily picks upon the unspoken question openly displayed on her face. How can they be in a place withoutwindows and doors? Leading her over to the floor-to-ceiling tapestry hanging between twobookshelves he gently moves it to the side. Pushing in the middle of the wall behind it he keepshis eyes on Lyra as the hidden door swings open with a soft swoosh sound. The expression onher face causes Jaze to let out a real laugh. She looks so shocked.

"This is the real house or should I say castle. Welcome to castle Lué Rondué." he says with aplayful bow and exaggerated hand gesture imitating a butler. Hearing her soft giggle was a purebliss. Better than any music he’s ever heard.

"There is a big three-story library here, around hundred or so bedrooms complete with theirown attached bathrooms of course. A ballroom, I mean what castle doesn't. Got to have one.Office, lounge, dining hall, kitchen...what else?”

"Garden?"

"Of course! Garden, fountains, benches and swings. Gym. Entertainment room complete withmovies and games. Paintings of old and long since forgotten dead people that always stares atyou from their places on the walls. Also a must have. Creepy paintings.” he jokes. Showing theentire place including the garden and stables took almost the entire day but he loved everymoment of it since he was richly rewarded with a stunning smile that got wider and wider themore he showed her. For the first time since her arrival here she looked happy and carefree.Just the way he wishes her to always be.

"Welcome home dear mouse."