"Why you indeed... that is indeed a valid, and interesting question, Bianca." Edward said rather thoughtfully, since to explain he needed to tell her a bit about his life, but he supposed that it is inevitable, if he wanted her to trust him.

"As to why you enjoy it, welll... I suppose every one, humans and other beings alike have some kind of deep dark fantasies. I suppose being taken by a being like me, a werewolf could be one... though I am straying from the main topic here." He said rather plainly.

"If you would let me explain, perhaps you would understand why I chose you, and the reason I left that pendant for you." He said as he sat down underneath a tree. "If I wanted to harm you, and take you again tonight, I would have released my pheromones and the lust aura innate to all incubi and succubi, and you would be at my mercy... again. But the fact that I did not, should be enough for you to trust me. I mean you no harm... I just wanted to spend time with you tonight in human form... a truce... if you will."

Bianca nodded, warily padding over to where he sat underneath the tree, plopping down into a patch of clover. Her voice was low, careful. "I want to trust you. I just want to know.. that I'm not some commodity to you. Something to be used." She had to admit that his usage of the aura was nothing short of fascinating to her, but it was a subject to ask about another time.

"It is a bit scary.. knowing that I can be completely bent to your will." She fidgeted, feeling herself become aroused by her confession, as if saying it aloud validated it all the more. "But.. I still don't understand why it was me. It could have been anyone, I suppose. But. This truce that you speak of.. what would you like?"

"A commodity.... true, most of us think that way about others... I cannot deny that." Edward said rather calmly, since it was a fact that he was talking about. "BUt you... I don't know why, I don't really see you that way, for your information."

Edward smelt her arousal from her confession, but took no notice of it for now. "And indeed it is scary... especially you are on the receiving end, I suppose. And as for why you, I have to tell you more about me... and the truce is... tonight we will talk, just talk. You listen to my story... and after that... I will let you go for the night. No strings attached. On the condition, however, if nothing happens between us this night... and if it does, well, we just have to deal with it, won't we?"

He then looked at her. "Do you accept my terms, Bianca?"

Bianca bit her lip, forcing herself to sit still. When had she ever been so.. out of control of her emotions? It was frustrating, and she forced herself to behave like a proper young lady. For the time being, at least. She nodded.
"Yes, I accept. Let us talk." Talking, she could handle.

"So.. what is it like, where you are from? As a matter of fact, where are you from?" Her mind overflowed with questions, but she decided it would be best to maintain her composure so as not too look too eager. "And why here, Shokushu? I'm sure that you could go most anywhere in the world if you so wished?"

Edward nodded and said. "I come from the plane of Makai... it is well, a world where very few humans are abound, I suppose. In fact, there are a lot of my kind around."

"Us werewolves are only one of the denizens of Makai. There are also the Spirit Bees, who are bee women, succubae and incubae, like those from my mother's family, catgirls and many more." He explained to her. "Though the term that most people call us are monsters.... the correct term for us, are Darkstalkers."

"Not too long ago, there was a union with the Maximoff Clan Vampires... and the Aensland Clan Succubae, which made them practically the rulers of Makai. My family, the Silvar are approached by the Martlett clan of succubae. Long story short, my father married my mother, and me and my brother and sister were born."

"Here is where things get interesting." Edward said rather thoughtfully. "Among the three of us, only I have the perfect balance of my two heritages, and it is decided that I would be the heir for both houses.... I was the eldest son already, so it was natural. The best was afforded to me, which sounds like something good... for a while."

He then sighed. "Then the politics began... my family is currently in one of the top ten list in terms of the power hierarchy in Makai, and due to this fact, a lot of werewolf clans, and succubae, mainly minor ones, try to curry favor with my family, by sending engagement after engagement to my family. Some of these... candidates are nice, I suppose, but many of them are merely power hungry people who see me only as a chance to step up in the political hierarchy. That is why I asked my parents to send me somewhere so I can spend my time away from that all... although... the official reason I am going, is to broaden my horizons, so to speak in a foreign land."

He then looked at her and said. "You understand me so far, Bianca? Would you like to hear why I gave you that pendant, and why I have chosen you?"

Bianca sat entranced as she listened to his story, wondering what it must have felt like to practically stand on the pinnacle of inherting an entire empire.. just thinking about it made her stressed. She winced, however, when he brought up that humans usually took to calling his kind monsters, just as she had not too long ago; she bit her lip.

Her heart went out to Edward- his way of life seemed rather brutal, though she guessed that if he were nobility, there was a good chance that this was the way his family had done things for years, generations even. Still, it made her sad to know that he was expected to marry without any thought for his personal feelings as an obligation to the well-being of his family; It was heartbreakingly noble, but still a considerable sacrifice to consider for anyone. Bianca's face visibly saddened at the thought of this.

"Edward.. you sound so frank about it.. but doesn't it make you sad?" She suddenly understood all to well that he was possibly being used, too. "I.. I really have no idea how I could possibly help you, what place I have in all this. But if you'll allow me to help..." She looked at him, a tear slipping down her face. "I want to help you."

"What choice do I have Bianca?" Edward sighed rather sadly. "I want to marry one day... for love, if I can, but sometimes it is a luxury I do not have. While my parents are well... normal and want the best for me, sometimes it is hard for them to do so, for the good of the family."

He then smiled wistfully. "I am no noble sacrifice yet, Bianca... but I must marry one day, one of my father's kind, and my mother's though I have yet to choose... hopefully I will like them, and grow to be fond of them, just as I do you, and not because of politics."

"You know, Bianca... that pendant I gave you... is one of my treasured possesions. By giving you it, I recognize you formally as one of my potential mates... one of my own choosing. Why you ask? You are beautiful, Bianca... and refreshing. You have no motives like those who are back in my home... and the fact that you still cry for me, and want to help me, even after what I have done to you... makes me glad that I have made the correct choice. I don't deserve one such as you, Bianca... one that radiates the beauty from within, but I thank you, from the deepest portion of my heart."

He then smiled at her once more. "You are both wanton and shy, innocent, and yet so pliable and obedient and submissive to me. I have never met a girl that is so... honest about her own feelings and words before. That is why I have chosen you." He gently lifted his hand and brushed her tear gently away.

For the second time that evening, Bianca found herself rooted to where she sat, his touch warm and soft as he brushed her pained tear away. She could hardly believe it; By giving her the pendant, he had made his intentions known that he had wanted to court her. The heat rose to her face as she took it all in. "But your family, Edward.. they would never approve. I can offer you nothing except.." Except what? Good intentions? Nourishment, should he need it? Bianco wanted so dearly to help him, but she began to despair that perhaps there was nothing she could do for him.

"I am no succubus, nor of were-kind at all... much less nobility of any sort.. I.. I would hinder you, and your family's success. I could never condemn that on anyone." She smiled at him, though it was absent of any palpable mirth or warmth, her eyes sad. "If you do marry for your own sake, do it for love; and at the very least someone who is of your own kind, to continue your lineage. What more could parents want, than to let their own child be happy? You are loyal, Edward. I may not know you very well yet, and I may not understand how you are that well yet, but at the least I can see that. You are kind. You are honorable, and you are handsome. Surely, this cannot be a difficult endeavor; Who could not fall in love with you, given time?"

She averted her gaze, turning to look at a clump of moonlit lilies in another plot in the garden. Amongst them, there grew one tiny, unopened bud amongst the grand trumpets of her fully bloomed sisters; she could instantly sympathize.

"But I do not want to be a burden for you. I am nobody special, or of any consequence. Why settle for the mere pearl, when you are surrounded by diamonds? I am just..." Bianca turned back to him, her eyes as equally sad as her smile. "..me."

Edward shook his head and said. "So what if they don't approve?" His tone began to rise just a little. "I didn't choose this life... I didn't choose to be born the eldest, nor do I choose to be the one to have a perfect mastery of both my heritages."

He then said. "You might not be one of my kind, Bianca, nor my mother's but from your words and actions shows you at least have a care about what I want, and listen, really listen to me to what I have to say. It is something most of the lesser nobles do not have... at least in the older generation. Among the young generation, my generation... some of them are breaking away from the old traditions, though most of them are still entrenched in the past. I know my parents want me to be happy.... but most of my 'suitors'..." He spat out the word in distaste. ".. could never see beyond the fact that I am an heir of two prestigious families in Makai. They don't know the real me... and I doubt they want to."

He then looked at her and shook his head. "You are special to me, Bianca... there is a saying that one can be in a crowd... but yet still feel so alone... it is what I feel when I am back home. Surrounded by endless matchmaking soirees, and tiresome events that suffocated me. You are no burden, Bianca... do not consider yourself to be one. I might be surrounded by a sea of diamonds... but it is the pearl... that I really want as my own. A bride of my own choosing, that is what I want."

Bianca's heart swelled at his confession, and slowly, quietly she crawled toward him in the clover, her eyes glowing with conviction. She was but a hair's breadth away when she spoke, her breath sweet and gentle on his face. "Edward.." She closed her eyes, smiling gently to herself. "I do think, given time, that I could fall..." And in that quiet, gentle instant, her lips connected with his, the world halting to a standstill about them, the moon once again their only witness. The kiss was brief; she pulled away the next instant, flushing as she started to get up.
"I'm sorry.. forgive me. I didn't mean to be so forward."

Edward was curious about what Bianca was going to do, but when he saw her approach him, her eyes full of conviction, and her breath, so sweet and gentle on his face, he began to hope... hope that one as she could accept him for who he really was... though he felt he did not deserve her.

She was everything he was not, a woman that is gentle, and innocent and full of light... while he is a person that lives in the shadows, and darkness.... and yet, when he heard her words, and the kiss that she gave briefly to him, hope sang within his breast. He then gently took her hand and said gently. "Stay with me, Bianca... stay with me tonight... I do not wish..."

He then looked at her with eyes full of hope and loneliness, and a silent desire for her to drive the loneliness away... just for tonight. "I do not wish to be alone... please... stay with me tonight. Once it is over... I will return you to your room. This I promise you... on my honor."

She blushed, wordlessly sinking down on her knees beside him, a content smile on her lips. "If you wish me to, then I will stay." Hesitantly, she raised a hand to brush across his cheek gently, smiling benevolently at him. "I don't want you to be lonely Edward, ever.. tell me what you want me to do."

Edward smiled at her, as she spoke to him gently, her hand on his cheek. "You are so... beautiful and refreshing, Bianca... Thank you." He then gently slipped his arm around her, gently pulling her towards him, letting her head rest against his chest, and he gently nuzzled her head briefly.

"Just... keep me company here tonight... in my arms, sweet Bianca." He said softly, as he gently weeped, both in joy and releasing the stress and pain that he had endured and gone through during his time in his home plane. Bianca is such an amazing young woman, that he made a silent promise to himself, that no one else will do for his bride.

It is this young woman that he held close beside him... that he had chosen as his own, and he would do anything to make that come true... even if he has to give up everything, his position in society to do so.

Bianca closed her eyes, listening to the steady heartbeat within his breast. She may not have been a werewolf, or a succubus, but she had this; Heatbeat is what they both had in common, and it was enough.

Her dreams that night were lilting, beautiful. Lilies opened their trumpets up to the starlit skies, ribbons of shooting stars trailing their brilliant tails over the dark velvet of the night sky. And she knew, and felt, that she was not alone. The presence was warm, gentle on her being; for the first time in her life, she was at peace with another soul.

Edward smirked to himself as Bianca lay against him. She was so trusting... well, he suppose it is a failing in most mortals... he never actually lied to her, in fact he told her almost the whole truth about his family situation.

But as to him asked to be sent here... partly because he can't stand those pushy females back home, which cut seriously into his study and research. Here, he would have peace and quiet... and it seems he has found a willing.... test subject. Yes... this is a good day indeed. Let her have her delusions... she was an interesting subject to study, and he could count on her participating in more of his... experiments in the future.

For now, let her believe whatever she wants to believe... for tomorrow, will be another day of tests and experiments designed for her, and he would gain more knowledge.