I leaned against the railing with him and studied him closely. Why was I so infatuated with this man? I scolded myself for being an idiot. Even if I could be with someone like him, I knew there was no way he would be interested in me. I bet he would have all the females pining over him. I wouldn't stand a chance with him. He never turned to look at me. He didn't say anything for a while. I tried to start conversations with him, but he barely acknowledged me. I took a sharp breath before turning away. I closed my eyes and felt the tears threatening to spill out.
"Hey, I'm sorry. I'll leave you alone. Stay as long as you like. I doubt anyone is going to bother me," I told him. He still didn't look at me. I made it back to the doorway when I felt strong hands around my waist. I was spun around and looked straight into Razut's eyes. "I didn't say you had to leave," he said in a smoldering tone. "You didn't say anything. I figured my presence annoyed you," I say, trying to break eye contact. He pressed his face closer to mine. "Why would you think that? I haven't said anything, because I'm not sure what to say. Plus, you haven't really said anything coherent," he mumbled with a smirk.
"What?" I choked out. "Everything you have been saying, or asking hasn't been easy to understand," he told me. I felt my face flush again. Heat rising again. "God, I'm an idiot. I thought I was asking about you and if you wanted to know about me. Instead, I just made a fool of myself," I say and tried to break out of his grip. Razut held on tighter. "I don't think so," he growled softly. "What are you going to do," I asked, high pitched. He blinked. "Nothing," he said calmly. "I just wanted you to stay by me and talk. Ask whatever you will and if I can answer it I will," he told me.
The next three hours passed without realizing and I managed to actually speak to where he could understand me, instead of gibbering at him. He didn't or couldn't tell me a lot about his past, but he said that he lived over a thousand years ago and told me that he lived in a far away nation. He joined the empire elite legion for training. He was part of an elite group that was betrayed. He was betrayed. A close friend. He didn't specify any details, but something about the way he looked at me made me wonder if I related to the friend more than I wanted to.
This was something I didn't want answered. I didn't think that someone in my family or something that related to me caused this man heartache and pain. Then I scolded myself again. Whoever hurt him clearly was more than a friend. He just didn't want to make it awkward by calling her a lover. I faced away from him to clear my thoughts. "You, okay?" he asked after a moment.
"Yeah, just thinking. There's much to think about. There's been far too much going on. I still wrapping my head around the news about who I really am," I told him. "Yeah, I still find it weird that I am not bound to the forest anymore. I'm not sure how to feel about being on guard duty for my first time being free for a millennium but I'll deal," he said. I sighed. "What?" he asked. "You don't have to stay with me. You can go wherever you want," I told him. He shook his head. "No, I'm stuck, but that's okay. I may find someone or something to make it worthwhile," he told me, looking into my eyes.
"Uh, well anyways," I said, feeling my face flush for the third time. I may end up with a medical condition if this keeps up. He grinned and looked away. He released me then. I stumbled and I heard his soft laughter. I fumbled into the large feathered down bed. I didn't even pull the blankets up when I passed out. Sleep came without warning, and I didn't have any dreams. I woke up in the middle of the night to relieve myself and feel refreshed. I remembered Razut visiting during the night.
I didn't know if I hoped he would be there still, or if he would have left while I slept. I looked around the large chamber and he wasn't there. I almost felt upset to think he left when I saw a figure leaning against the railing on the balcony. Was he still out there? Why would he be there all this time? I felt my heart thump in my chest. I grabbed a pair of briefs from the bag and pulled them up, tossing away the towel. I was such a fool! How could I allow myself to sleep in just a towel?
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Nyx's Descendant
FantasyThis is a story about eight primordial gods and goddesses representing the different elements and forces of the universe creating one offspring to bring balance to the world. These primordial's are the most powerful of the others under their domain...