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- Name: Anniina
- Location: Austin, TX, United States
Scholar, Writer, Mother, Dreamer. Editor of Luminarium, an online library for English Literature of the Middle Ages and Renaissance.
Scholar, Writer, Mother, Dreamer. Editor of Luminarium, an online library for English Literature of the Middle Ages and Renaissance.
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“This is my secret love nest, Eve. I’m taking you to meet my mistress.”
“What?!”
“It is a tangled and unhappy tale of hearts betrayed and loyalties misplaced. It was not I that strayed. My love was Justice, and, infatuated with her truth and liveliness, I worshipped her.
…until, behind my back, she took up with a man who violated and abused her; someone fierce and brutal with burned children on his breath. He changed her. She acquired a taste for leather, chains, and whips.
The Justice that I loved was gone; who had such kindly eyes; who took such small and careful steps…Transformed, she glared through narrow slits and ground good men beneath her vicious heel.
Imagine when I learned of her affair…My anger and my shame to think how they’d made mock of all that I loved. My Justice and her bestial swain, cavorting in their bloodstained sheets.
Still, all in love and war is fair, they say. This being both, and turnabout’s fair play. Though I must bear a cuckold’s horns, they’re not a crown that I shall bear alone.
You see, my rival, though inclined to roam, possessed at home a wife that he adored. He’ll rue his promiscuity, the rogue who stole my only love, when he’s informed how many years it is…since I first bedded his.”
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