April 13th, 1912

Damian

At one point, the betrayal and anger I felt was so great, I did not know if the boat would make it. Yet, through my anger, I saw a plan beginning to take shape; destiny closing in. And so the waves calmed, the skies cleared, but the murderous rage in my heart never quite died down. Especially when the fates tried to tempt me so.

So passed another sleepless night, plotting, pondering how to make things perfect. Telesto was by my side, offering her own tidbits as well.

"I can sense a deep set anger inside your heart, Damian," Telesto claimed, her eyes sad.

Yet I only smirked, wrapping my arm around her shoulder. "My dear, sweet Telesto," I murmered in her ear. "If only you could know the things I have planned for you and I."

The light in her eyes flared, and then quickly dimmed. "My Damian, I'm afraid I refuse to play your games. If you ever wish to put forth you requests seriously, I will be waiting. But until then, my dear, I will not be simply your pawn."

Her hand carressed my cheek softly, and her eyes stared hungrily into my face. But finally, almost reluctantly, she disintegrated into water once more.

Yet her leaving did not achieve it's desired effect in making my heart ache any more than it already did. I only continued with my plan, destroying all loopholes with my singleminded focus.

Seeing Taddeo and Calista together could not even jar me, only intensify the burning. At first possible chance, I stole away from my parents, knowing they would not notice.

Strolling through the ship, I could feel it, responsive and eager to take my commands. Getting through the locked door was not a problem, nor was simply planting the necklace deep beneath a pillow in the bed. Taking it had been as simple as opening a door. Then I simply sat back and waited patiently for things to unfold.

A/N: I'm sorry it took so long to get this up, and I'm sorry to leave you with such a short chapter!