Smug Bastard Monologue

• Smug bastard •

”I wasn’t aware Rosamund knew how to box.”

Rosamund. How does he know my mothers name? I can feel my face physically drop as my eyes turn to daggers at this subtle act of betrayal. Does he know me? I’m puzzled, unable to wrap my head around this nugget of information. If we weren’t standing in a room full of people, I’m certain my hands would lunge for his neck and I’d slam his back against the stone wall. My elbow would mash into the crook of his neck and I’d have him pinned in less than three seconds.

I don’t realize rage is consuming me until I feel the sharp sting of my nails piercing my palms. ’Cordelia’. The perilous voice in my head warns. I should know by now that my anger issues cause nothing by grief for me and

His hand finds the small of my back and I take note of how perfectly it fits, as if he’d always been meant to touch me there. We hug the wall, figuratively unfortunately, and he let’s me think I’m leading him, but his hand guides me and I relish in the contact. He stops us abruptly, though and reaches for the wall. I’m unsure of what he’s doing, but I see his hand grab something and he pulls. There’s a soft swoosh and a hidden room appears.

"Oh!" I gasp.

Waves of excitement sail throughout my body and I bounce into the room behind him. I barely hear him yapping on about what little skills I have and how they’ll be of my advantage. Instead my eyes travel along the whitewashed walls. I reach out and run my hand along them; they’re soft with a little give. Paneled with small pressure seams. ’Soundproof.’ I silently thank the voice in my head for making another astute mental observation that no sound either of us makes will be heard by anyone other than each other. Interesting.

My eyes travel along the various sets of equipment lining the walls. Trunks of various sizes, their contents unknown to me. Small shelves with silver poles, the ends have a hexagon shape. They’re numbered as well and I rack my brain trying to figure out what on earth you would possibly use those for. I’m sure confusion is present on my face, but he’s too focused to answer but unasked