Her violet purple dress moved around her feet with every step forward and I couldn’t stop thinking of how well it fit her, hugging every curve of her beautiful body.
The sun is setting and has turned the sky into a lavender one with small tints of orange. My stomach is starting to hurt out of hunger after only eating berries throughout the day, and my legs feel weaker.
“We need to find somewhere to sleep, I don’t want to sleep in the middle of nowhere again.” I speak the truth as Ector’s face gets painted before my eyes with a smile on his lips that slowly turns into a laugh as his head falls back.
“Of course, Genevieve. Don’t worry about it, I know these places and I won’t put you in any danger.” Her voice comforts me.
“Thank you for doing this with me, I’m sure you have more important things to do than leading a random girl towards her odd destination.”
“Oh, don’t be silly! I’m more than happy to do this with you.”
I feel like a fool for doubting everything so suddenly when there is nothing to doubt. But it was hard not to after everything I’ve been through. I didn’t want to question my new friend, nordid I want to make a fool out of myself. So maybe it was best to keep those heavy doubts to myself.
As the sun set, two pillars came into view with a new sign.
The pillars are made out of clear blue glass, draped in small glass pearls that make it look like bubbles.
With eyes looking at the pillars in awe, the man stumbling before us doesn’t manage to steal my attention.
“What do you want?” Illysia speaks with a sharp tone, placing her arm over my chest and taking a step forward.
My head snapped in the same direction she spoke in and right before us stood an old man, trying to hide his face in his dark hood. He looked even more frightening by the way he walked, limping towards us. The sky was getting darker behind him, making me feel uneasy.
“You ugly girls!” He spits out.
“Please move and let us pass.” She tries to keep calm even though I see how uncomfortable she is.
“You don’t tell me what to do!” He screams in her face, his arm lunging forward and tries to grip her hair, but Illysia moves faster.
She bends down and reaches towards my thigh and takes a steady grip around the dagger’s handle, and rips it from my leg.
When had she noticed that I had it there?
“Step. Back.” She says, placing the sharp point to his throat.
He steps closer to the dagger until a prickle of blood runs down his Adam’s apple. “Or what?”
“Otherwise this won’t be pretty.” She says through her gritted teeth.
He grabs her arm and swings her to the side, leaving her body to fall to the ground. But before I can blink, she’s steady on her legs again and slams her front towards his back, one arm around his neck and the other holding the dagger close to his eye.
He tries to get her off of him but she refuses to let go. “I asked you nicelytwotimes, I willnotask you a third one.” She says before biting into his ear, and a deep scream leaves his throat.
“Okay!” He shouts, but Illysia is determined to make him feel pain.
“So, what will you choose?” She puts the dagger to his throat once again.
“I’ll leave you alone, please don’t kill me!”
“Good.” She says before slicing up his cheek as a warning.
The old creepy man falls to the ground and Illysia puts her sharp heel on his weak hand. “Kiss my feet and thank me for not taking your life.” She demands.
And so he does, he pouts his lips and places a gentle kiss on her toes. “Thank you for not killing me.” He begs.
“Good boy. It wasn’t very hard, was it?” She lets out, taking my hand like nothing happened. And then we leave the man behind us.
“Where did you learn that?!” I whisper, looking at her like she’s the goddess of war.
