Shadow watched his eyes as he spoke; she had long had the ability to read from people’s eyes, something that gave her an exquisite pleasure when she played a symphony of suffering across their flesh in the dark heart of the house, and saw the contortion of fire in their expression… even when they had long lost their ability to scream and their mind was cast into madness, the pain always reflected in their eyes… She smiled softly and took a further sip from her glass… “Thorn certainly has an enchantment about her…” her gaze narrowed a little, there was more meaning to her words than he could yet know, but she never offered to expand on her statement…<br/><br/>There was a silent flicker in her eyes when she realised he had caught sight of the scars against the pale flesh of her inner thigh, she shifted her position a little and dropped a hand to bring the edge of the thin robe a little tighter across herself… for a moment she felt a flash of discomfort at being so exposed, something she rarely felt, but as the darkness ebbed from her conscious thoughts it left her feeling weak and vulnerable.  Feeling that usually only Thorn was able to free her from…<br/><br/>For a moment she nursed the glass of wine in her hands, her gaze distracted and staring through it, the silent curse of memory fluttering across her…<br/><br/><em>… she remembered the look in his eyes, the dark promise that he had threatened to fulfil should she give his sister any inkling… his arm across her… holding… controlling… She remembered the moisture in her eyes as she fought back her fears and smiled softly as he introduced them…</em><br/><br/>She shook her mind free from the mire and cast him a playful smile…placing the glass on the table she moved across to his side and sat a little closer to him…“I find that pleasure and pain are so intimately entwined… sometimes their touch can be indistinguishable…” she gave him a soft smile as her fingers rose to gently flick a strand of stray hair from his face and casting her gaze against his own…<br/><br/>“I think tonight I have taken my fill of ‘pain’…” her eyes flicked to his, their burning meaning clear… “Thorn will likely be a while yet perhaps you wish to make yourself a little more comfortable? I certainly have…” Her soft touch reached across his neck as her eyes sharpened and her touch feather across his neck, feeling herself flush a little under his gaze…<br/>