The New Circle

A Game Of Thrones Part 2

CH.44

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"My Lady."

Chloe paused as she walked down the halls, servants hurrying around to prepare for the night's festivities, the blonde turning towards the male who'd called out to her. "Mr Bloome." She eyed him as he drew nearer.

He paused before her, staring down into her face. "I had hoped that the next time we would see each other would be under better circumstances, not with the threat of battle looming over us."

Chloe continued to stare up at him. "It is unfortunate."

"I-" He moved to raise his hand and caress her cheek and yet stopped himself at the last second before actually touching her, gulping as he lowered his hands. "I apologize for not being present to convey my condolences on the passing of your father. By the time I returned from my mission, you had already left the Luthor court and had taken the mantle of leadership." He cleared his throat. "It is with greatest sorrow that it has taken me this long to convey my sadness for his passing."

Chloe had never really known what to make of Davis Bloome. Ever since she was six years old, her father had sent her out, spending her summer months in the courts of Six, a different one each summer, alternating so that she could understand the differences in their courts and be better able to cooperate with them and the new leaders whenever she would take her father's place. The Luthor castle had always been one of her favored places to be; the court lively, the women cunning, and the men ruthless – and handsome. She'd grown to understand the Luthor men in general, but some of the other members of their court were not so easily understood. Davis Bloome had always been one of them. He'd always been quiet when she'd pass with Lutessa, always watching, always there with a gentle smile yet far from gentle gaze. "I accept your condolences."

"I-" Davis stepped closer, licking his lips as he finally raised his hand to her cheek. "You grow lovelier every time I behold you."

Chloe frowned as she eyed him. Many years ago she'd thoughtlessly Enthralled Davis when Alexander had greatly annoyed her, and while it was long ago and only once, sometimes she wondered if somehow traces of it mightn't remain inside of the dark haired man. It was the only reason why he would be so persistent when she showed no inclination towards him, merely courteousness. "Mr Bloome, please." She placed her hand on his and gently removed it from her cheek, letting it drop away from her as she took a step back. "Your actions are highly inappropriate, but I will overlook the over-familiarity. You merely meant to compliment me and I shall take it as such, but please refrain from touching me in the future."

Davis' hand clenched at his side. "Pardon my disrespect."

"I understand that none was intended," she assured him, giving him a small smile before letting her features go blank. "But my guards or brothers might not understand the same."

The hands he had clenched were trembling with the force of his clenching. "It is understandable. They protect their Queen until she can find herself a King to do so."

"I am not a Queen, Mr Bloome. Merely a leader." Chloe raised her chin, eyebrow raised. "And I do not need a husband to protect me."

With that, she turned and walked away, feeling his gaze on her back.

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