Already Vivian felt the difference in the air, the people in her home were not the ones she had grown used to. The people her Master kept were few and quiet, the place was filled with too much rushing, too much noise. She could not recall ever seeing so many here before but then again when Master had company Vivian had to go to her room. She had not minded her small sanctuary, she had taken to reading and despite all the time she had spent here it felt like there was always a new book to discover, a new story to dive into. The only time Master enjoyed such noise was when it spilled from instruments. She had been taught many, she would play for him with such pride to know that her sound was allowed to cut through the well cultivated silence.<br/><br/>It bothered her to feel so many eyes on her flesh, there was no filter for the crude creatures. There was one that made her quite uncomfortable. Brak, he stepped in with his hands callping together, catching her attention. She met his gaze only for a moment before a shiver went down her spine. She had never seen anyone look at her in such a manner, it was unconscious movement but she did step closer to William. She felt her cheeks turning pink, she clearly understood what the man had said then. She wasn't used to such crude words being openly spoken. Her gaze had drifted to the floor, finding it the safest place to look at the moment. She wouldn't see him lift his cane but she heard it, sharp, clear and sudden. It made her jump, her gaze snapping back to the man. Why did he have to be so loud? The men around him seemed to be built for noise, it didn't bother them, the loud sound seemed to speak their language as movement stilled and they listened.<br/><br/>She was surprised that they were sent away so quickly. As Brak passed her she would feel the need to look over her shoulder as if she worried the man might come up behind her. The look he gave her seemed to whisper such longing, it made her uncomfortable, she could feel her skin crawling.<br/><br/>She would be quick to look back at William, he had turned to peer at her. She frowned as she met his gaze, perhaps she did not like the shade of blue that he excisted in because it was to familiar to her Master. He had also had such piercing eyes. She had recalled getting in trouble once, she had decided it would be a grand idea to climb a tree. She had made it so high up, it had felt like she could touch th sky. She was only ten but she recalled the feeling of the wind whipping her ginger locks. The branch had given out from under her and she had plummeted to the earth. She ended up with a broken arm and the disappointment on her Master's face had been enough to convince to always keep her feet sternly on the ground.<br/><br/>William told her of Brak. He explained his reasoning for keeping such a man around and the tale of history made the red head grow pale. She made a vow to never be caught alone with Brak, she could only hope that William did not intend to keep the man in the house. It sickened her to imagine to having to be near the beast again, what kind of man was William to still keep such a predator about.<br/><br/>There was another predator to be concerned about. The house was silent again except for the clear sounds of his footsteps, his can hitting the tile floor beneath as he made his way around her. She felt small again, truly without the heels she was only 5'3, she was tiny in comparison to the man that moved about her, sizing her up as if he might pounce and feast upon her at any moment. She stayed still, her breath caught in her chest as she tried to make sense of this new situation.<br/><br/>He spoke, not hiding his previous intentions one bit. It seemed he fit in well with Brak kind, it angered her. It angered her that he was the one to inherit this home, her Master's things, her included. He wanted to see it burn, the only place she cared to know, and everyone inside. She would have found herself included in such plans. The man was painting a clear picture of who he was.<br/><br/>She would not stand down from him, even as he stood before her and peered down upon her. She kept her chin lifted, her forest working to stand tall against the tsunami in his gaze. He called her a child and this only added to her annoyance. She was fully grown, a woman even if she had not had the experience of a woman her age.<br/><br/>At last there was some relief as he told she could have her room. He even promised that it would truly be her private sanctuary but now came the issue of the two other doors. He would see the way her cheeks grew rosy again and her gaze drifted away from him as he guessed correctly as to what lay behind the other two doors.<br/><br/>She would frown as he informed her that she could not have the Master bedroom. It was simply a good thing that dreaming big was not a sin. There was a bit of surprise and enjoyment as he told her that she could at least collect the things she held dear before he claimed the space and made it into an ocean once more, tearing away the browns and greens that the man had favored.<br/><br/>That enjoyment melted as quickly as it came as he told her the rules of the engagement. She had to show her flesh to him, truly like a horse at show, for him to size up. She had been told never to expose herself to a man. Not even her own Master had laid eyes upon her soft skin and now this man asked, no he demanded to see it if she were to get her way.<br/><br/>Vivian remained still, like a dear in the headlights she did not know which way to move. If she gave him what he asked then she could have what she wanted however it would mean she had to break a sacred rule laid down to her by the one man she held dear, how could William demand such things.<br/><br/>"I- I've-" she stuttered over her words, losing all the confidence she had had before. She was left flustered when faced with a challenge she had not expected, she had no chance to prepare herself for this outcome.<br/><br/>It was naive of her to think anything else would have happened but Vivian was naive in her ways. Her world had been a bubble inside of this building. She had been more than happy to forget the years before arriving here.<br/><br/>Her lips pressed tight together as she tried to think of the right thing to say. "Not even your grandfather demanded such things from me," she stated firmly as if lecturing him.  She could feel her face was burning as she dropped her gaze away from him to burn holes in the floor with her glare, she fully despised William now though he had given her a choice, do or do not determine the results.<br/><br/>"I can't undo the buttons myself," she informed him. Along the back of the dress was a neat row of buttons. She had made her choice.<br/><br/>She would stand still, waiting for him to assist and loosen the fabric on her back. She could do the rest from there, her hands would tremble a bit but she would peel the dark fabric from her pale flesh letting it pool at her feet. She left her undergarments, they were just as black as her dress, she kicked off her heels growing shorter. She shivered at the sensation of the cold tile under her heels. She tried to focus on the feeling of the tiles beneath her toes as her hands began to undo her bra exposing the perky breast with pink nipples. She had taken a deep breath then, she felt like a ball of nerves, she was exposed and flustered wanting to cover herself already. She wouldn't look at him as her hands came to her underwear, she did stall though. It took a moment to gather herself and shove them down to join the rest of the clothes on the floor. She felt ashamed to be nude before a stranger. It took everything in her not to cover her creamy flesh.<br/><br/>There wasn't a mark on her. She was pale and fragile, she lived in a gilded cage full of comforts. She waited on edge for his reaction, for permission to dress once more and flee.