The Darkness Within

Chapter 5

“Lavender” She explained. “Alright, into the bath with ye.” I climbed out of the warm bed, my feet hit a plush rug, I curled my toes into it.  

“Alright, A drying cloth is on the trunk there. Come down when you’re ready.” Biddy walked out of the room. Even though this was not something I was at all use to I decided to get into the...where ever the hell I was...spirit. I quickly unlaced the gown, thankfully it was tied in the front, and let it pool and my feet. I tested the water, it was steamy hot, but welcomed. I slowly slid into the tub. Surprisingly the wood was very smooth. I took a moment to look around my room. The same dark wood from the other buildings paneled the walls and ceilings. A darker wood lined the floor. Outside the window the sun was shining and birds were singing, maybe this wasn't such a bad place after all. Maybe.

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Lorcan~

I climbed the stairs to Caitrina’s room. A dark blue dress and black slippers in hand. I didn’t bother to knock, for the lass would still be sleeping. Or so I thought. I stopped at the sight of Caitrina standing in front of the window in nothing but a drying cloth. She didn’t seem to notice me.

“Lass.” I said softly. She didn’t hear me. “Caitirina” I said louder. She whipped around.

“Oh, Lorcan” She gasped. “You startled me.”  

“I’m sorry lass, I thought you’d still be sleeping. I brought ye some clean clothes” I walked towards her and handed her the gown.

“Thank you.” She replied. Reaching for the clothes. I couldn’t help but look at her. She was beautiful. Not skin and bones like some of the lasses here, she had curves. She was gorgeous. The smell of lavender wafted from her, but I could still smell the light scent of lilacs and rain. She self-consciously grasped the cloth tighter. 

“I’m sorry I intruded, please come downstairs to the kitchen and break yer fast when yer ready. There should be a comb in the trunk there.” I turned away from her and left the room.

Caitirina~

I let out a sigh of relief, just being in the same room with him set my blood on fire. The way he’d looked at me. It wasn’t just the sexual side of him, I felt connected to him. Like I knew him already. I shook my head, trying to clear it. I could see a headache in my future, again. I quickly dried off, dressed and walked to the trunk under one of the windows. I lifted the top, different cubbies lined one side of it. A brush in one of them. I grabbed it and went to work on my hair, while peering at the rest of the items in the trunk. Mostly full of linens, it wasn’t very interesting, but the trunk itself was. It was incredibly old, I could tell that, the inside of it was made of a light colored wood. Something was carved into it, I didn’t have time to look closely though. I quickly ran my fingers through my hair, scrunching the curls. Hoping they would tame themselves today. 

I made my way down to the kitchen. Three women were busily hurrying around, Biddy amongst them. 

“Hello lass, care for something to eat?” She asked.

“Yes, please.” I replied. 

“Here, my homemade pastries.” She handed me a round flaky pastry. I took a bite. And moaned.

“This is delicious Biddy, what is it?” I asked.

“Oh just a little of this and a little of that, one day I accidentally made them. I’m glad you like them.” She smiled broadly.

“This is no accident! Gods, I could live on this.” I gushed. She smiled even broader, the girls behind her sneered. What was with the women in this place, what had I done to them?

“Biddy? Did…oh there ye are.” Richard said coming into the kitchen. “Caitirina, if you’re done?” 

“Oh yes, thank you Biddy. This was lovely.” 

“Hello Richard.” One of the girls said seductively, turning towards us. 

“Maidenn, Bella. Come now, Caitrina.” Bella puffed at the air, and whipped back around, glaring at me once again. We walked out of the kitchen.

“Richard?” I asked.

“Aye lass?” 

“Why do all the women hate me here?” 

“Why would ye say that?”

“They sneer and glare at me all the time.” I replied.

“Och lass, the girls are just a wee bit jealous.” He stated. 

“Why? Jealous because I’m a worker just like them, or because I was kidnapped and beat.” 

“I am truly sorry, if I had any say, I’d send you right back. But no, that is not why. They’re jealous over the way the men act with you.” He replied.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“We’re all very nice to the girls, but Lorcan never really smiles, or laughs. Unless he’s around you. And the men, they all seem taken with you because of that.” 

“I…w-what?” I stuttered.

“I’ve known Lorcan for years, and have never seen him like this. I think he cares for ye lass.” He explained.

“I don’t think…”

“I’m not saying anything for sure, I just have a feeling. If ye don’t…do you care for him lass?” He asked abruptly.

“I just met him, I’m mean…he’s very nice, but I hardly now him, I…”

“Aye, aye. What was I thinking? Don’t worry lass, I’m sorry I asked. It’s just he’s been alone for a long time, and things are…difficult, at the moment for him.” We were silent for a few moments.

“I do find him attractive…” I said quietly.

“You do! I knew it! Och, lass. Ye’d be so good for him, ye’d take his mind off of things, couldn’t ye?” He exclaimed. Practically jumping with joy.

“Richard…” 

He sobered up immediately. “Excuse me lass. I didn’t mean to act like that. Ye understand?” He asked.

“Yes…I do. I do find him attractive. And maybe, maybe, in the future I will care for him. But at the moment, no, not in the way you want.. I don’t know him well enough. I’m sorry.” I looked away quickly, feeling guilty for not caring for him. Though in my heart, I knew I could, very easily.