This is a ficlet which goes with my fan comic "Demons Within" available at my deviantart page (ximena07). It's better if you read it first to get a gist of what's happening. Thank you!
Snippets
I.
Edric could remember that summer day in Highever when he had just come of age. He had snuck out from the castle – from the noise of the nobles who had come to see him on his first day as a man. The doting they threw upon him suffocated him and he could remember his father's slightly amused look. Or was it pride? Probably the latter, but Edric did not have the time to ponder then, for he was busy avoiding those old men prodding him regarding their daughters about certain circumstances. And then there were those women, who were twice his age, shamelessly batting their lashes towards him. He would have chuckled in amusement at such a scene, but the heat was stifling and there were just too many people around, swarming around him.
And so he snuck out through the larder and eventually made it out into the clearing outside the Castle walls. His feet carried him to a stream he had discovered when he was younger. There he found that same boulder where he sat years ago and laughed at how little it was now that he was older. As he made himself comfortable, he looked up at the sky, blue eyes scanning the heavens. He sighed then, feeling the heat intensify. But strangely, he was at peace as the chirpings of the birds reverberated through the forest. There was the occasional shuffle in the trees which didn't seem out of place. And then there was the sound of the water flowing serenely.
Edric closed his eyes then and found peace amidst the heat. And suddenly, he felt a trickle against his skin. Blue eyes looked up once again. And the heavens poured on him. It was a light rain shower, but it was enough to soothe him.
Edric could remember that moment clearly as Morrigan's fingers lightly danced against his bare chest. Her touch felt just like that – the rain shower in that stifling summer day. The feel of her skin against him soothed him, and the burning just went away when she was there. Oh, that memory of the forest with its green shades glimmering against the sunlight after that drizzle was now vivid. He felt at peace again even though he missed Highever and his home, but the pang of pain was now surprisingly absent.
Then he opened his eyes to be greeted by her amber ones, flickering with the light of the candle. Her fingers softly traced the scars on his chest, and his lips curved upward at how gentle she could be in private. She laughed at him - probably at the silliness of his smile. It was a kind, heartfelt laugh unlike those mocking ones she'd throw at their other companions. It was music to his ears. Then, Edric could remember the melody of the forest in Highever again – the chirping and the sound of the flowing stream. He closed his eyes once more. Morrigan's laughter faded, and she shifted against him.
Soon, her lips were upon his while she buried her fingers into his brown locks. When she parted from him, there was laughter again. A finger lightly grazed the scar on his jaw before she deigned and planted a kiss against that jaggedness on his skin.
Hmmm. Yes. It was that summer day in Highever once again.
For a moment, Edric forgot the nightmare within the walls of the Castle eight years ago. For a moment, he forgot the corruption seething through his veins.
In that moment, he could feel that drizzle again, comforting him.
And more than that as his witch drew her arms around him.
There were then whispers in the dark of adorations and gratitude – words only the two of them can know. And after a time, they finally succumbed to the pull of sleep, his limbs entangled with hers with the sheets enveloping their forms.
That night and the nights thereafter, Edric Cousland was back at home.
