Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20161227141359/@comment-25808351-20170108032107

"I see. Everything will be okay, you're without equal. Even if an army marched on this city you'd stand triumphant. So relax." Samia pulls him away from his desk and guides him to a table. She sits on the table top and wraps her legs around Marcus' waste, then wraps her arms around his neck. Pulling him in close she gazes deep into his eyes.

"Samia, I'm sorry. As of late my mind has been occupied by Cyndwella. I can't help but think about her...." He looks away in shame.

"Don't be sorry, you like her and I understand why. I admit she is rough around the edges, but you and her have a lot in common." Samia kisses his cheek.

"Sam? You really don't mind?" Marcus asks in a dumbfounded voice.

"No, I don't. Cyndwella is, in pain. Whether she shows it or not, I can sense a great sorrow in her. She needs help, she needs something or someone to ease her pain. I think you would be perfect to do that. Just as you have eased my pain. You have been faithful to me for fifty years, fifty years Marcus. Any other incubus would have taken on ten more wives in that time and I think it's time you shared that love you shower me with everyday, with amother Mamono who truly needs it." Samia tightens her hold on Marcus.

"Sam...." His eyes begin to tear up. "I am not smart enough to articulate into words, just how much I love you...." He presses her even tighter against him. The candles in the room flicker with life, as if sensing the growing passion in the room.

"I think that says enough Marcus." She coos. "Did you tell Cyndy you like her?"

"No, nor will I. I get the feeling she already knows, but don't want to make things awkward between us, plus she's married." He says quietly.

"Ah yes, married and loyal to a walking stiff. She can bluster all she wants that she is happy with Victivius, but I don't see how. Living in such a depressing place, having to share amongst multiple wives all the time, that doesn't seem like a great marriage to me. It's too bad Victivius split from Thimas, Ibrahim knows how to treat women. Cyndwella may invade your dreams Marcus, but the good has invaded a few of mine." Samia giggles deviously.

"Regardless! Cyndwella chooses Victivius. She sees something in him we can't, and respect her. So I'm letting her go when she returns home. I refuse to make things complicated or chase another man's wife. I'm better than that...." He says with a bit more vigor.

"*Sigh* Very well, it's her lose. But Marcus, please help her anyway you can. Please find out what eats at her, and help free her from it. Okay?" She places her hands on his cheeks.

"As you wish, my love." Marcus lays Samia down on the table and two entwine. Through the crack of the study door, a blushing Eva watches shly.

Meanwhile, Roxanne hugs Cyndwella's cage. "Thank you Miss.Cyndy. Can we do that again sometime?" The child looks up hopefully.