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Could be a little dark, or misunderstandings about the Lord as well, that while he's intimidating, he's not that bad. Or could be a little dark with a dominant male returning from whatever task he had to attend to for several days/weeks returning to the wife he barely knew. We can figure out how he finds out that the Myra he married isn't really Myra but her twin Ezekiel.<br/>
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</div><br/>It was all one big mistake. All for the right reasons but it still didn’t mean that he was any safer in the outcome. Staring at the walls and expensive trinkets of what had become his possible prison, he felt ill. Fingers curled in soft fabrics, wishing it wasn’t touching his skin but forced to keep up the sham for now. The decision had been one born out of fear and anger, hurting for his sister and wanting to make her own life easier. Maybe some small part of himself had hoped that the outcome would be very different, that the promise would be broken and he would be home again, rather than sitting perched on a chair, skirts pooling around his feet, feeling foolish and uncomfortable, waiting for the moment that someone was going to notice something. He couldn’t bring himself to break the silence, to break the peace and face his consequences. But he was returning soon, and then it was doubtful that he would survive. Rumors abound about him, about the man he was fearing, set to soon return to his home.<br/><br/>All because the same male had chosen his sister. The home they shared was in a town overshadowed by this Lord’s keep, the residents wary of the owner of the massive building. Not much was known about him, or whether he was even human as few had been able to spend much time in his presence, though few seemed to want to. And then word had spread that the Lord wanted a bride. All the eligible girls, the few there were in the village, were collected together to be reviewed. When Myra had returned to the home, she had been in tears. No joy, just sorrow, whereas the rest of the village praised her, hoping that her being chosen might make the Lord happy, and lighten their own fears.<br/><br/>“I’ll go.” The words had spilled out, anything to stop the tears. When wide eyes identical to his own had stared at him, he nodded, warming up to his offer,”I’ll go in your place. You run.” They had hidden themselves by the riverbank to give her space to cry rather than their parents or villagers overhearing anything. The offer was bold, but he knew Myra had someone she loved. “But Zek, he’ll kill you. I-I can’t let you do that.”<br/><br/>“Too late. It’s decided. You never spoke right? They never heard your voice. And you know they’ve had enough trouble telling us apart as children. You and Alec run. He told me he’s been saving up to give you a good life. He’ll keep you safe.” Myra looked stunned, so he kept going before she could get the breath to deny him again, his own fears trying to make themselves heard,”They told you they would be back by morning, right? That means you need to leave tonight. We’ll get Alec, explain things to him. You’ll dress like me and leave. People would believe I’d go hunting with Alec instead of watching you leave.” Lips curved in a faint smile that didn’t reach the icy blue eyes,”I’m too much of a hot head, so my best friend would take me away so I wouldn’t fight to keep you safe. By the time anyone realizes I haven’t come bac-” His words cut off with a grunt, arms wrapping around his sister when she threw herself at him,”back, you’ll be long gone.”<br/><br/>“Ezekiel you are crazy.”<br/><br/>“I know.”<br/><br/>They had shared a hug, knowing they might never see each other again after this night, and once she had dried her tears, had found Alec. The other had not been happy with the plan either, fearing for his best friend, but loving Myra too much to want to lose her to the Lord. So there wasn’t much he could say in defense either. Luckily even as they had grown up, Ezekiel had never cut his hair, often tying it back in a braid or the like but it was only a little shorter than Myra’s, pure silvery-white.<br/><br/>By morning Myra was long gone with Alec, dressed as her brother in his hunting leathers, leaving Zek to dress in one of her dresses, which she had helped to fit the bodice properly that while he couldn’t naturally fill it the way she did, he at least appeared like a female. Which is why he was dressed in even fancier dresses, sitting before a mirror, staring at his reflection and questioning his sanity for the hundredth time.<br/><br/>Not a day after his delivery to the keep, was he married to the Lord. Everything had been a blur of words, lips touching his cheek for even a brief moment before he had been swept away to his new room, the one he would occupy then his husband was not home. The night before had been a much simpler room, but that had been to prepare this one. And though there had been fear of the wedding night, things he had heard his mother talking to Myra about up until the choosing, it never came to be. Abruptly he had been abandoned, the Lord needing to travel on some sort of business directly after the wedding. Everything was quick enough that Zek still didn’t have a feel for the man he had married under the pretense that he was indeed Myra. Intimidation, and the fact that the staff were very careful around the Lord did not bode well, but he couldn’t find a good way to ask questions, as most avoided answering most questions about personal life, but more direct things to assist ‘Lady Myra’ at that moment instead.<br/><br/>And now after a period of time alone, wandering the halls that bound him to this place, the Lord was to return. He wasn't even sure what the expectations would be, as the Lord had shown no signs of interest when he had left so abruptly after the ceremony had taken place.