that we're perfect
please don't let them look
through the curtains"
|✉||melanie martinez||His client was in fact, a handsome farmer boy, one who'd only inherit his father's plot of land in the outskirts of Beanstalk Village, though his personality and his appearance were none the less, and he'd be sure that he had many a maidens falling for his charms, if not for his status. He did not look like someone who fell victim to the sickening spores of envy, and Noez merely passed the incident as the work of demons, once again, as the flustered man gave him a shy, crooked smile. His fingers were shaking as he handed him the bags of jewels, the item making small tinkling noises as it was passed from one sweaty hand to another.|
He scratched one blushing cheek as his gaze shifted to his shoes. "A-ah...so you're...well...anyway, I'm Johnny Carlston...and um...thank you, for your...help. I really do love Juliette, but I just don't think that man deserves him, so..I'm eternally in debt to you."
The young conqueror furrowed his brow at him, and clicked his tongue as he pulled his collar down, leveling his sight as he, in a clear commanding voice, expressed what would happen after.
"Later, you are to woo your beloved with this." he produced the ungodly reference book of sexual pleasure from his pockets, when he had gotten hold of it would remain a mystery, but he managed to slip it in his pockets minutes after he lathered the flowers in poison. "This belongs to Mr. Wershtire, it has his name inscribed at the last page. Tell her that her future husband was meaning to reduce her into an object of pleasure, only then would you profess your love and give her an offer to live in the village. You leave before morning, the authorities will be looking for Miss Avenues when the morrow comes."
His voice hesitated for a moment before it rumbled again. "This is what you sow, now you must learn to accept what you reap. Leave with her, and protect the girl with your life, because the Wershtires will be after her head."
Noez paused for a breath, letting the man's collar slip from his fingers, his body tumbling to the floor in panic. Royal blue eyes were open wide as they sought to seek solace in the little boy's pale green ones, but he found none. They were lusterless emeralds that appeared hollow and forlorn.
"I do not wish to spare you. However, I do not wish to kill you, either. I have deemed your judgement fit to be dealt here, in the living world. Remember your actions from this day forth, else I might turn back on my word." he huffed, his voice unnaturally low, nearly reaching the octaves of a fully grown adult.
He took one last pitiful glance at his client as he retreated, carving his face of regret deep into his memories. Noez would probably gain a reputation with this incident, they'd mutilate him unless he had an army that could take down all the men with a grudge against him. So it'd be best to never set foot in Cedar until then.
Shame, though, he'll miss the free ice cream more than anything.