To You... My Love. Guh Daeehgae... Neh Sarang.
::-::"You may conquer with the sword, but you are conquered by a kiss." -Daniel Heinsius
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Her azure eyes. They quivered as tears threatened to escape. What she had witnessed could only deepen the scarred wound within her heart. Life had come to a standstill, locked on the display bestowed before her.
"Kiss me," whispered the cleric girl, eyes bashfully closed and cheeks hued a rose pink.
The rune knight held her in his arms and hesitantly complied. The two lovers had shared a seemingly secret kiss, hidden amongst the trees. Fenris had seen what she had never intended to witness. The truth she had never knew... no, never willing accepted, bore down as the harsh reality she had failed to see. It was obvious that both Chaos and Iris shared an affectionate bond. From her playful gestures to his carefree acceptance, the two would never be far apart. However, did their emotions equal that of love? Was it due to her foolishness that she could not realize the clarity of it all?
The warlock hastily wiped the few tears that had been shed. She could not be seen, all that she knew must be kept quiet for it was personal and private. The situation had nothing that was of her concern. Any feelings she had before and any previous intents must be done away with, forgotten. She had been too late, and the fates had brought them to this moment. She could not change anything, nor did she want to hurt anyone. She swiftly turned away and proceeded to leave...
"Fenris, why are you here?" inquired a hushed voice.
Too startled to speak, she tried to gaze towards the direction from which it was spoken. A dark figure silently stepped from the shadows, invisible just seconds before.
"Loki... I.. I was just..." she could only stutter these few words.
"Where are the others?" he drew closer, steadily towards her.
"I don't know," she lied.
The guilt was almost too much to bear and shame forced her to look down, she could not meet the gaze of his piercing eyes. Eyes that seemed to look past all lies.
"Is everything alright?" further implored the assassin, taking a few more cautious steps.
She did not have the courage to face him. She could not explain what she had just painfully witnessed.
"I'm very sorry... Please. I must leave," voicing her weak plea and without anymore delay, she nearly ran past him.
The image was unmistakable, something had deeply troubled Fenris. Loki could only stare as the girl fled...
"Fenris..."
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Author's Notes: This will be a short story, but I decided to split it into very short sections. I apologize if this is not to your liking. --;; However, I promise it will be finished very soon and updated ASAP. Also, the setting of this story is further along than the current series volume 11. I thought it might have been obvious, but perhaps not. :)Please enjoy More is soon to come. - Siye