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"If I had come here to do away with this hideaway of yours then it would of already been turn to ash." He allowed his aura to rage through the room as if showing his words were no bluff. "Oddly enough it was you who called me here wether you are consciously aware of it or not, it was your winds that called me here." Moving his glance to the child, "Do you wish to protect your mother from me?" He chuckled as he looked over he stance, it told that she was ready to step in. "Listen girl, I will not go easy on you just because you are a child. However you needn't worry, I did not come here to harm your mother."

Moving his glance to Augusta once more, "I am a little surprised that you know it is me since my appearance has changed though I am more surprised at how tame you have become. Where is the wild goddess that I fell in love with all those years ago? Or is it that shackle that binds you to that lowly demon Marshall that has bind your once free self?"

((I am not sure if it is good, and I apologize if it isn't up to par as my normal self. I kinda rushed it a little but I will do better in my next post.))

Raising an eyebrow of his replies Augusta simply is sort of interested but will wait to see what comes from him. She holds Elyon close to her by pulling this her youngest child back to lean against her legs as they both stand there. Augusta slides her loving arms down around Elyon as she leans down to softly state “Sweet heart, do you remember Lord Bakura? “Looking down at her high spirited daughter Augusta simply smooths her own open palms over Elyon`s delicate shoulders as her gaze once more is brought back to lay upon Bakura.

Looking at him a long moment Augusta has no smile for she ponder the ancient history between her and Bakura, then takes to remembering she has task on this day. This is a task that is of making the journey on the quest to the realm of the sylph. So in her eyes shines a distant look and breathing deep in sigh for she feels that tension betwixt herself and Bakura that never-ending lust and love that si truly simply simmering beneath the surface. He is indeed the eternal bad boy of a rebel that is darkly delicious and drives her passions into ecstasy. She remembers those years of bliss and the life they shared. Simply staring upon him with breathing coming inconsistent she breaths out and takes in a deep breath

“Knowing it’s you? Oh Bakura I could feel your aura in the hallowed halls of Hades under world of utter despair. I could hear your heart beat over the screams of the doomed souls that cry in those eternal death chambers. You..you..you...” Then her heart...she could hear it. She knows what it is that is beginning its thundering and quaking to render a minor fear in her soul. She instantly can feel her eyes pen wide in shock. This comes as silence becomes her and she holds Elyon even closer. Not to protect the child but to somehow hide the immediate tension rising within her. That womanly want of the darkness of chaos .the one easily found when Bakura is present.

Then she takes memory of the last statements he makes. “Shackles? Oh you very well know my soul is bound to that demon. We bonded and its truth for its written on the Holy Palace walls. The Chosen blessed. So free...? ”Stopping to ponder more of this chat and concluding this must be sad “Ones souls is eternally bound when Holy Bonding exists. So free...I find no greater freedom then the blessing of our Chosen.”

Then she is swallowing hard as she gazes upon that glorious male figure that has her lust and her once upon a time lover.”Oh yes, goodness you did fall for me. Yes, we did have..”Once more swallowing hard “You ..you..me... free...oh..we did roam free.” This places a crisp almost smiling to her enticing lips.