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8
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866
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chapter 5
After my punishment, i was carried back to my room by the arms of
Marius and close behind was Loki, his eyes were with concern and worry. I still
hadnt woken up and i was bleeding from my lips. Caring my scythe into the
room, Loki saw small drops of blood on the handle and retired to the kitchen
to clean it off and then placed it in its rack. Marius laid my body on my
bed and just looked at me, saddness filled his eyes, seeing me in pain and
unresponive to touch, made him wonder if i was fully ok. "What should
we do?" Loki asked closing up close to Marius. "We should clean off her
face, before the blood dries. Go and gather a wet cloth and some hot water."
Loki went with a rush into the bathroom and grab a white washcloth and
grabbed a bowl of hot water. Marius sat down on the bed and removed his cloak and
shirt.
Placing a hand on my own, he hoped for a reaction, but one never came.
There was a gash on the side of my head and my neck had a bruise on it from
the force of being thrown into the wall. Before leaving the hall, there was
a crowd of angels around my body, which laid motionless on the floor and
their eyes took notice to the break in the wall, and the feathers stuck in
the cracks. It was a warning to anyone who dared deify her majasity.
Whispering murmurs came from their mouth and Marius scooped me up in his arms and
the feeling of claiming me could be felt in the room, and without a word of
removal, a path was cleared for the him and Loki, as well as my
motionless body.
Taking the wet cloth in his hands, Marius wiped my face and the blood,
it was so dark that when he went to rinse it, the water changed to a
dark-red color. "What do we do about the gash on her head?" Loki asked moving my
hair to side and fingered the gash, it wasnt deep "I guess it will heal
over time, but for now we should be concered that she hasnt woken up yet. I
think God put her into a concusion." Marius replied with fear in his voice.
My face had been cleaned and the water was dumped and the cloth was set to
dry on the rack in the bathroom. It was quiet, eerie quiet. The only sound
was the fire crackling in the fireplace in the living room. Loki retired to
his room for sleep and he said to Marius that he would come back in the
morning to check on me. Thanking him for helping he patted him on the shoulder,
"she'll be ok. she is much stronger than we know." a hug between the
two and they parted. Leaving Marius to the room and this made him wander around
because he was restless and was more afraid for me than anything.
Living so long, he had his share of injuries and this woman, the woman
he had been in love with for centuries over and now he was afraid that she
would not remember him and even worse, hate hiim for telling her the
truth that she didnt know. The dread filled him and went back to the bedroom
where I still laid, unchanged. Sitting next to me he caressed my face, and
touch my hair the softness and the smell of lavander came from me and he was
instantly back in love, although he had never forgotten or left.
"forgive me, my dark one." he whispered this in my ear and kissed my forhead and
then my cheeks, and then once again on the lips. His lips were warm while
mine remained cold. It was long, and sweet. he wished to bring me back into
his arms again but he didnt want to move me. So, instead he just laid next
to me with his head on my stomach and his hands on mine.
It was fully night, the birds had retired for the night. The crickets
sang their late-night lullaby and the angels were out doing whatever brought
them pleasure. Most played pool, some watched movies in the theater not to
far from the house where we all had rooms. But then again some just stayed
in the den of the palace and had conversations with others. Loki was along
with Uriel and many others, just playing pool. "How's she doing?" uriel
asked him. "i dont know, she hasnt woken up yet. i'm worried." he said and
went to break the balls. sinking 3balls in the holes an angel came upon his
side, "if you ask me, i think God was alittle hard on her. and i am not just
talking about the transformation." some agreed and the rest nodded.
"maybe but she was right along the lines of authority." Gabirel chimed in. "oh
come on Gabe, dont you think she was just alittle hard on her, seeing that
it was her first day and all." Loki protested. "Maybe so, but nobody goes
againsted her majastiy. we all know that." gabe replied and went to take his
shot. "I just hope that she will be ok." loki sighed. "dont worry about her, she
has Marius to look over her. they have been apart for centuries, they need
to reconnect. give them alone time." Darien said with a strong pat on his
shoulder.
Not sleeping, Marius remained by my side, his hands traceing the lines
on my hands, kissing each line as he went. A moan came from my lips, it
alearted him. rising off my stomach and he placed both hands on my face,
touching and caressing hoping to finally bring me back to his face. I groaned and
tried to open my eyes,but my head hurt so bad, that i gave up. "my love,
please open your eyes." his voice was soft and pleading. I tried once more and
this time i opened them with a struggle but i was able to see,blurry but
seeing nontheless. "what.." i couldnt form words, my throat still very raw and
i could taste blood, old and fresh. "it's alright. i'm here." his voice
sounded relieved that i was awake, but still sad because he sensed the blood
in my throat and didnt want me to speak. "dont talk, your throat is
still sore." he warned and pulled me into his arms. "thank you, for..." my
voice was raw and i coughed, hard. "Shh..." he whispered and held me. And
something came over me and i had to say the words but not with my
voice.
Looking up at his eyes, his eyes so blue that they burned me to stare
to long, i spoke to his mind. "kiss me." my voice was soft and his face
changed when he heard this thought. laughing softly in reply, he did and this
kiss was much more than all the others we had shared. "I see you let your
mind become open to me." he sent back. "it was the only way for me to speak
with coughing and plus, i wanted you to kiss me. i felt it when i was
unconcuious but i wanted you to feel me kissing you back." he smiled
and laid me back down on the pillows and laid back next to me and placed his
head on my chest. the rising and falling of my breathing luuded him to
rest and he knew i was there, completely and his. while he laid i could only
stoke his hair and feel like i had done this before with him, as if i
was remembering what we used to do together.
"I know, my love. I'm remembering too."
*TBC*