Fic:Inviolate Text

[peoriapeoriawhereart]

Once, she'd been flattered by Capt's attentions. But Viol had been locked away in a tower, couldn't write or see people, unless it was approved by the Captain. And, it wasn't like he kept her satisfied; once he had, but that, then, now, no. He'd stopped allowing her to grow, to change, and she realized this was no longer love.

It was property law. Viol wanted off her pedestal, recalled picnics when he'd be dressed, undressed, in civvies. It was a long time since he'd worn button flies.