Vows
Vows
AN: I own nothing in this story. Please R&R.
The flickering candle light basked the chapel in a feeble illumination. Outside on the cobblestone streets carriages could be heard going to and fro. Sister Tifa Lockhart held her nun's habit tightly against her body as she went to close the large wooden doors. But no matter how hard she tried the chill of the night still managed to find a way in to her slightly pale skin causing goose bumps to rise.
After shutting the heavy doors Tifa walked back to her tiny living quarters when there came a loud banging on the right hand door. Opening it, the first thing she noticed about the person was a pair of shocking green eyes. They bored into her and seemed to be able to pierce to her soul, reading everything. After a few moments though the nun managed to regain her composure.
"Can you spare some lodgings for a traveler miss?" The man, for it was a man, who spoke these words had a strange accent to his voice, something outside Tifa's sphere of experience.
"Y-yes…we have some rooms for those seeking sanctuary. I'll show you to them." Here Tifa took note of the man more thoroughly. His skin was paler than hers but he didn't look sickly. His hair was as red as the hellfire in the stained glass windows. His nose was aquiline and straight while his lips were a dark red, gleaming like rubies. All in all he was the most handsome young man she had ever laid eyes on.
"I thank you for your compassion. Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Reno." Here the man bowed in a medieval fashion. Taking Tifa's hand in his he kissed it gently. "And what is your name?"
"Sister Tifa Lockhart." Tifa replied formally, quickly removing her hand from his grasp. "Follow me and I will show you to your rooms." She turned then and noticed that he had no luggage with him or even any materiel possessions except the clothes he wore. And what clothes! A white undershirt covered by a black suit with the buttons undone covered his chest while a pair of tattered black pants and worn shoes covered his legs and feet. His red hair was styled in a ponytail. All in all he looked like a tramp off the street, which contrasted sharply with his manners. Leading him up some stairs she soon came to the rooms mentioned earlier and opened the door for him. Outside, a loud barking sound came to her ears along with some thunder and then it started to rain. She shivered a little and turned to leave when Reno's voice came sifting into her ears.
"Are you frightened of the night?"
"A little…but I should be getting to sleep, as should you. Where do you come from by the way? I've never heard an accent quite like yours."
"Inquisitive for a woman of God aren't you Sister?" Tifa had worried she had offended him but he smiled at her and she felt her body shudder, with either desire or fear she couldn't tell. "I come from beyond the forest seeking some light. I thank you for your hospitality."
"All of God's children are welcomed here." Tifa replied. At that Reno chuckled a little.
"Yes God's children…well I had best be off to sleep now, I hope to see you in the morning Sister, goodnight." And with that Reno walked into the room and shut the door. Tifa headed back to her chambers after locking up the doors once more. The words replayed in her head. Beyond the forest seeking some light… But soon she grew weary and drifted off into slumber, the rain still pounding on the cathedral.