Sunday Who: Prince Valerian and Sesshu Hatsuyuki What: Strange Bedfellows When: Sunday Evening Where: Valerian’s suite of rooms Rating: TBD Status: Incomplete
Prince Valerian had been holding Sesshu Hatsuyuki for two weeks and a day; he smiled liked the predator he was, savoring the moment he would carry out her sentence and take the virginity she found so drearily precious.
The Sanguine Prince had granted her one of the massive, ornate rooms in his luxurious suite of rooms and assigned to her five handmaidens and two butlers from among his pets. What he was truly proud of was his idea to call in his ‘nephew’, Thorne Whittier, to make use of his special power. Lucian’s childe was the Commander of the Peace Keepers and probably the most powerful vampire in the city, below the Sanguine; his power, or gift, was called the power of ‘suggestion’. Thorne could tell you to kill yourself or your loved ones and you would…he could tell you that there was a parade of elephants coming down the street, and you would see them, hear them and smell them. Thorne could tell you that you were deaf, mute or blind, and you would be. His power was a truly deadly one that he used judiciously. Valerian licked his lips as he watched Thorne sit across from the despairing Hatsuyuki and order her not to take her own life, try to escape or use her powers against anyone within the Sanguine Compound. The Prince laughed when the younger vampire walked away and noted, with a sigh, “I feel like I’ve clipped the wings of a rare and precious bird”.
Every three days, Valerian would visit the captive Lady, bringing a gift each time…magnificent, embroidered, silk kimonos…rare, precious jewelry…aromatic bath oils and the last time, colorful song birds. It seemed like nothing was out of the Prince’s reach, even in this post apocalyptic world. The ladies in waiting and the butlers were instructed to wait on Hatsuyuki hand and foot and to do whatever she requested, except take her from the room. Not that she would request it now, since her visit with Thorne.
Hatsuyuki’s room had a large sitting room, large bedchamber, a walk-in closet/dressing room and a massive marble bath with shower and sunken tub. Meals were ordered and brought to the Lady…whatever she wanted…and even news of the outside world was given at her request. Each time Valerian visited with a gift, he kissed her hand and looked her in the eyes and cooed, “Maybe tonight, my love!”
This evening, the Prince entered with a Shih Tzu puppy in his hand, “Another gift for my beloved!”. The handmaidens all squealed with delight when he set the little ball of fur down and it wobbled over to them. “Yes, I know he’s Chinese, but then again, so are you, my dear, are you not?”. Looking over at one of the beautiful young men he assigned as her butler, Valerian ordered, “Bring me a goblet of bloodwine. Rodrigues label, my brand”, he looked at his reluctant Lady, “Would you care for some, my sweet?”.