Blinks innocently....

has stubbornly refused to acknowledge it, but she feels it all the same. Now, all of those sensations assail her at once, and she looks about for? /Mina/...no. Not again. Never again.

When Jonathan died, she felt the freshly turned earth reaching for her as it waited to receive his earthly remains. She was not the type to faint, but had to borrow smelling salts when the soil seemed to squirm and writhe. The figure at the foot of the bed has visited her many a night, and she -

life to these people with no vision and stifling repression. A cold settles in the pit of her stomach, as she struggles to assure herself that she is only imagining things. Memories have come flooding back at the strangest moments. Even when she first held her Jack, she felt a shadow over them.-

Her fingers twitch around the program in her hand and her head snaps up. Gorge rises in her throat, and she swallows hard, fighting the panicked nausea that engulfs her. Mina knows she is being watched, but by whom? Ever since their return from /his/ castle, there have been whisperings. Gossip is-

She has at times.

The darkness has been there all her life.

The darkest corners of the room is where we fear most to look.

She wanted a life with Arthur.

Did he give Lucy a choice?

He does not think murdering her dearest friend terrible? No, he would not, would he?

One step at a time, please. The last time...was a terror.

He could have just asked. Instead...the horrors.

This comes as an utter shock.

What did he want, if not to rule and control her?

No. She doesn't think slaves receive any sort of respect or admiration.

She remembers him referring to her as his slave once.

Is he complimenting her?