He revealed nothing as she chastised him.<br/><br/>His eyes bore into her. Gaze unwavering.<br/><br/>Her facade was compelling,but the minutiae of her body betrayed her. He was an astute observer of the feminine. And a inhumanly methodical creation of Patience.He would have her.<br/><br/><br/>And break her.<br/><br/>"<em>Sir</em>Redvers, ." His voice low, but tinged malice and  a hint of corruption.<br/><br/>He moved closer to hear and her scent filled his nostrils. Indeed, she was a vision. One he would capture and make his own.<br/><br/>"Indeed. That is why I will acquire it. For it to be in other hands, is to speak of blasphemy. Price is no matter." He paused,eyes locking with hers.<br/><br/>"All things have a price,<em>milady</em>"<br/><br/>