My Love, Please Kill Me

[pt.6] The First Dream

Part 6

[Lunalea POV]

I was standing at the precipice of a crater. Before me was a pool of lava, bubbling and glowing red-orange—it reminded me of Lord Mikael’s fiery hair. I had never gone to a volcano before, and seeing it up-close indeed made me gaze in awe. I didn’t know what I was doing here, apart from being enthralled by this magnificent sight. But I simply didn’t care, I felt like I could just stood there staring into the lava forever. I would never get tired by this beauty..

Then I felt two hands placed on my back, and before I could sound a protest, I was pushed forward. I screamed in panic; I fell into a crater! I moved my limbs frantically, as if it could do me any good, when I knew—unless if I had a pair of wings—I was doomed.

I closed my eyes a few seconds before I hit the lava. I held my breath and braced myself.

I thought my body was going to melt instantly, but the thick liquid that began to envelop me was not at all hot. On the other hand, it felt cold like quicksilver. Strange.

Alright, perhaps I wasn’t melting, but I was still slowly drowning and soon enough breathing became the issue. My lungs screamed for air, I felt them as well as my throat burned.

Suddenly I reached a rough bottom. My feet touched it first, before I fell on all four, gasping and choked. Then I realized the pressure all around me was no more, replaced by a chilly dead atmosphere. I shivered, but nevermind, the most important of all was that I could breathe again. I was still alive!

I gathered my courage and opened my eyes. But I couldn’t see anything except the darkness. I tried to look around around. Nothing but pitch black. I waved my hand in front of my face; no, I couldn’t even see my own hand. I shut my eyes tightly for a minute, then opened them again. Still dark. ‘Am I blind?’ I thought gravely. Panic began to attack me.

A voice in my head told me this was just a dream and all I had to do was wake up.

‘wake up,…..’ I heard a faint whisper in my ear. Eh? What did it call me? ‘wake up!’

Suddenly I felt a very strong pull on my stomach, making me sick. My head throbbed and I was fainting..

Then I woke up, perplexed. ‘such a weird dream I was having’ I thought. I looked up and found myself staring at a familiar ceiling. My chamber. I sighed in relief and slowly sat up. Eh? Why was I naked? Memories of last night was pouring into my head and I felt my cheeks flaming. Lord Mikael! I turned my head to my side, but it was empty. He must had left. I noticed the food had gone too. I sighed again. Well, I didn’t know how to react if he was still here anyway..

I looked down and automatically ran my finger over the red insignia on my chest. I stared at it in reverent silence. Its design was complex and beautiful, yet it was deadly.. ‘Oh God, I’m a wife..’ I thought in amazement, ‘a wife to the strongest warrior in this kingdom!’ then another thought occurred: ‘If the maids and the female healers found out about this, no doubt they would start trying to smuggle hex bags into my chamber..’

[Mikael POV]

Lunalea was still sleeping when I woke up. It’s still dark outside. I laid still long enough to watch her blissful lovely face. ‘My wife..’ I thought, and smiled to myself. For the first time in my life I felt so content, like there’s nothing else I wanted in this life, like nothing matters to me except this gorgeous lady. I felt like I had never known hatred or vengeance; the purity and innocence in Lunalea’s aura must have been affecting me.

I kissed Lunalea’s forehead gently, careful not to wake her up, then I got out of bed and put on my clothes. I ate the meal she brought for me last night. The soup was cold already, but still tasted good.

After the meal, I left the room. I didn’t want to, but I had already overstayed—I thought of the cost I had to pay. I walked briskly towards my palace and didn’t meet anyone on my way there except for a few guards on sentry duty. Once in my room, I cleaned myself as best as I could and changed my clothes.

I needed to see Raphael and told him about me and Lunalea. If there’s anyone who deserved to know first, its him. He was like her guardian, knowing that she had no relatives. Well, she had me now. I would ask her to be moved to my palace. I wondered what would Raphael say about this. Perhaps he would be mad at me, telling me I was reckless for peforming the ritual of sacred marriage without any deep thought or consideration.

Suddenly there’s a knock on my door, cutting my train of thoughts. I growled, “Come in!”

A messenger stepped inside cautiously and made a bow before me.

“What is it?” I asked him.

“The King wishes to see you, Lord Mikael.” He answered.

I frowned. This was unlikely. “What does he want to see me for?”

“The King only said this is an urgent matter.”

<uh-oh. What does the King want? Wait for the next part ‘kay. Thanks a lot for your comment and vote; they really brighten up my day =D And thanks for reading of course!!>