“Why did you react like that when he did that to the Darma? I asked Zahkon, gesturing at the dead Darma corpse, “Why did you leave me?” I asked, feeling slightly hurt but not really understanding why I felt upset when he had left.
“I…I was angry. What he did was wrong” he replied, stammering slightly.
“But you left me. Why?” I asked again, trying not to relive the moment in which he had run off, for some reason it was too painful.
“I didn’t know if I could control myself. When I was walking towards the Darma with that sword in my hand I had to fight to not kill him that instant. I didn’t want you to see that. I didn’t want you to think I was a monster. I understand if you don’t want me to talk to you again. But I didn’t mean to hurt you.” He said hurriedly before turning his back on me to hide his face.
It took several minutes to take this in, I couldn’t quite comprehend this and no words could really describe what was going through my head at that very moment but as the saying goes actions speak louder than words.
I placed my hand gently on his arm and slowly turned him around so that he was facing me again, his eyes were still closed in shame, he obviously thought that I thought him a bad person, which was far from the truth.
I stood on my tip toes to that I was more or less the same height as him and brushed my lips gently against his, just as he opened his eyes – unable to keep them shut any longer. His hands worked their way up my back and through my head and our lips pressed more firmly against one another.
My heart felt as though it was going to burst from my chest as our kiss become more passionate and lustful, it was like nothing else in the world mattered any more, all my worried seemed to melt away and nothing else was important. All I wanted was Zahkon.
A soft wind began to blow causing ripples to form in the steam nearby and then I heard it, the soft melody, singing softly in my ear, coming from the steam and every drop of water surrounding us, it was even blowing in the breeze, my ancestors Sievere love song and it was as though my ancestors themselves were singing it in their sweet melodious voices.
Our lips parted and the sweet song faded away, not to be heard again until love is found again in the next generation. I dropped down on the souls of my feet and blushed slightly gazing up at Zahkon, and then a twig snapped ruining the moment. Zahkon grabbed my hand and we ran in the opposite direction then up a tree, Zahkon supporting me in one arm and using the other to pull us both up into the branches. We waited in the tree top until nightfall, not a word spoken between us, my arms were locked around Zahkon’s waist, frightened that if I let go I would fall but when Zahkon was positive that it was safe he gently carried me back to the ground and set me back on my feet.
When we reached the clearing we had been in hours previously the first thing we noticed was the fact that the dead Darma was gone.
“Valenstar took it” Zahkon said breathing deeply as if trying his hardest to prevent himself from getting riled again.
“But how do you know?” I asked a perplexed look on my face.
“I could smell him from the tree”
“Okay, but why?”
“No idea” he said simply, “Come on, the others will be wondering where we have got to” he said taking my hand in his.
“Two seconds” I said making him stop and look at me, “I caught myself on one of the branches when we were climbing up that tree, I’ll just go heal myself stay here I won’t be a second” I lied, I hadn’t really cut myself but I wanted to check something.
Zahkon nodded, concern on his face, I walked a little way so that Zahkon couldn’t see me then I slipped into the water. My suspicions were confirmed when I looked at my body in the water which was now surrounded by a faint pearly white glow. I had guessed this might have happened, ever since I heard the Sievere song when I had kissed Zahkon.
My heart now belonged to Zahkon.