Chapter 73 - - 73 : Canary song
"Sit." Matthias said to her in reply in a calm manner as he sat himself down on the table where food had been prepared for them. He gestured for her to take a seat at the remaining chair available, as the others had been conveniently taken away.
Leyla remained standing in front of him, shooting him a scathing glare. She eyed the various food arranged in front of her, while Matthias sat at the head of the long table, the table that brought forth painful memories for her.
"I don't think we're close enough to share meals." she angrily said to him. Matthias only hummed as he unfolded the table napkin with a flick of his wrist.
"I thought you said you agreed to fulfill your role in our deal."
"I am!" she protested, "I'm giving you everything you want from me!"
Matthias only sighed forlornly at her.
"Yes, that I can't deny, but your skinny body makes it so painful to thrust into. I can hardly enjoy our time together." he told her nonchalantly. Leyla's breath hitched in response to his criticism, hot shame filled her as she listened to him.
Matthias looked at her in a challenging manner, and Leyla couldn't help but wonder just how low does he see her? How can he just sit there, and spit those words at her!? He might as well just slap her in the face because that's what it felt like to her, hearing those words.
Matthias picked up his wine-filled glass, cradling it between his fingers as he swirled the liquid around the clear glass. He always held himself in a graceful manner, which was a shame because his personality was equally repulsive.
"Do eat Leyla, you look starved to death." he pointed out, but Leyla remained standing. Matthias put his goblet down, and leaned back in his seat. "Do you wish to die then?" Still, she refused to answer.
"Well then, do as you please." Matthias shrugged, smiling brightly at her before clasping his hands together in a thinking pose, "Hmm, I wonder what I should put in your tombstone? Let's see..." he unclasped his hands, drumming one set of fingers onto the polished tabletop in deep thought.