"A nightingale. It was a Duvessan nightingale." I clutched the fallen feather close to my pounding chest.
Chapter 19
Flames that Scar
The earth smelled wet.
The mist made it hard to navigate around the dark forest, but my body, with a mind of its own, followed a pathway to where the humidity was less harsh and yet still warm. I breathed in deeply and was captured by a divine smell that put me in a blissful trance of eternal calmness. I couldn't remember when last I had felt this...Serene.
The heat was becoming warmer, my mind felt foggy. I could hear water crashing and could smell the scent of water washing against stone.
A waterfall.
Tiny glow pixies skipped around—lighting up the area, giving a beautiful view of the surroundings. I stripped naked, not giving it a single thought as I felt the soft damp moss touch my feet. I stepped closer to the water that shone crystal blue in the dark, almost as if there were a million fire lights in the water to give it that luminescent light which granted the water an appeal of glittering diamonds. And right in the middle of it all,heemerged, his sculpted back facing me. Water droplets sliding down his muscular cream skin.
The scars...
I couldn’t help the soft gasp that escaped me. His scars looked like he had been burnt by flames that were flared around his torso. And then there were scars on his back that seemed to resemble small stars that dotted across his skin.
What was I doing here?
With this stranger...?
Steam from the humidity and cold water droplets from the waterfall collected on my naked skin. My body moved into the water and I made a small moan of delight at the feeling. Moving my arms in front of me to stay afloat; I could not see the man's face, even when he came closer, soon towering over me. I breathed him in like he was the very oxygen that blessed Terran. I touched his chest and came closer. Wanting more of that scent.
"Why is your hair red, little shadow?"the man with a beautiful voice asked. And all I could do was stare at him, his face a blur."Let’s get it back to what it's supposed to be,"he said soothingly. I let him cradle me as he gently washed my hair into the water, allowing him hold me tight. He massaged my scalp and whispered sweet nothings that made me relax. I was not understanding any of this. Why I desperately needed him as my air, why I desperately needed him a part of me... andin me.
"You are magnificent. Absolutely beautiful,"his velvet voice whispered with so much emotion. Stroking my wet hair thatwas back to its natural colour. I wrapped my legs around him, needing him near. My hands took his face and pulled it closer to mine. He licked my skin leisurely and I moaned in bliss, trying to push myself closer desperately. The man groaned against my neck and nipped at my jaw. His teeth sharply going over the sensitive spots down my neck.
"Please."I gasped out. I was burning up. The cold water seemed to sizzle with the heat of our passion. The ache between my thighs was becoming more and more unbearable by the second. And if I didn't have him right now, I fear I might just combust and never have the chance to be a part of this moment ever again.
It was a rapture of pleasure waiting to happen.
He held me as if he could lose me any second. I was seeing blues, and purples, silver, and green, so much beautiful green.
I panted in need. The ache inside me became scorching heat that blossomed around my whole body.
"I love you..." His voice caressed over my skin as his fingers finally touched me where I needed.
I had gasped so hard that I woke up from what was an obvious dream. The hot heat between my thighs still throbbing. My heart aching as if I had just lost someone dear to me. Whereas all I had done was dream of a stranger. My cheeks flamed hot. My body was covered in sweat, my night clothes sticking onto me as if I had actually been in water. I instantly touched my hair and pulled it all forward, sighing in relief. Dark cherry red. As it was supposed to be. The dream had felt so real that it was hard to realise where I was...
In the middle of an Apollon army that had set camp.
The dream was nothing, merely a figment of my imagination.
I groaned into my hands. If Elijah were here, he'd tease that I'd most likely need to get laid and that being a virgin is going tostunt my growth and I will forever remain the same height. The last parts were definitely a lie. Elijah also would have then told me that it was alright, and that there was nothing wrong with me...
Just then the loss of my family weighed over my shoulders. I missed everyone, even Fala... I feared that if I cried I wouldn't stop, and that the voices in my head would start to talk again.
First light entered the opening of my tent, and a sudden spark of anxiety entered my chest. Today was to be my first day as the Apollon Prince's bodyguard.
Chapter 20
King of Pride
"Some say the spies of the coast are of angelic blood. There to carry secrets of the world to the Gods. Prophecy however says that darkness shall command them, and to darkness they shall fight triumphantly agai-"
The following UNFINISHED text has been transcribed in an oath of truth by Volda Keely Darkblood of the Darkblood Witch Coven.
