Hey, guys. This is the chapter with the small "mature" section, (hence the M rating. ) Just a warning! Please enjoy, and just a reminder; pm or comment any questions :)
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The next day comes and goes as usual. Kamui wakes up with an ache between her legs and a stiff neck. The powder on her neck is itchy all day, making her irritable, and everyone else seem insufferable. Camilla acts as though nothing happened, though she does kiss Kamui's face where she'd slapped it the night before.
She drifts through her history lessons without any real emotion or care, and if you asked her what she'd had to eat that day she wouldn't be able to tell you for all the gold in the world. It's the same as every day until night fall. At midnight she slips out of the castle doors, tipping the same guard as always a heavy bag of gold coins. Out of the corner of her eye she swears she sees a shadow move in one of the windows: Camilla, maybe. Her shocking white hair reflects the full moon's light as she finally arrives at the stables and leans against the wooden column. The night breeze chills her bones.
Just as he has every night for two years, Silas rides up on his white horse at 12;10am. The picture of valor He sits tall and mighty, but his expression is never prideful. It's always fixed on her. Tonight he jumps off his horse, ties it up to a post on the fence and rushes to her, "Kamui, what's wrong?' He's looking her over, worried.
"Camilla knows." She chokes out. Silas goes rigid and pale, "About… " He trails off. She closes her eyes "She knows I'm leaving each night to see an unnamed male 'peasant,' but she won't tell. She doesn't want to get us executed." She gives him a look, "Well, she doesn't want me dead."
The knight is running his hand through his hair, as he always does when he's anxious, but he's also getting excited. Kamui is concerned that he's lost his mind when he lets out a short laugh, "This is fine!"
He's finally lost it...
Kamui stares and Silas holds her hands excitedly, "We'll leave on Sunday and it won't matter if she tells or not! She doesn't know who I am, I'll take a horse and apply for army release, we can set off before anyone wakes up." He's out of breath and his eyes are wide and crazed. How is she going to say no?
Not realizing she said the last part aloud she covers her mouth with her hand. "Oh, Kamui you can't." Silas looks desperate, wild, insane. "I won't let you, you don't have a choice, we have to go,"
Choices. Always about choices.
The princess is so out of it she doesn't realize what he's doing until she's lying on the ground, naked in the moonlight, just as they'd been doing for years. Just as she'd been her first time, at only sixteen years old. The moonlight seems brighter tonight, the stars are like mini fireworks in her eyes.
Kamui is breathing shallowly and as she grips the grass. Her hair is splayed around her in a graceful halo and even then, she knew it'd be the last time. In the back of her mind she's vaguely aware of Silas saying her name, 'Kamui… oh Kamui… " and the tiny drips of water falling on her bare chest.
He's crying.
When he finally collapses next to her, she doesn't get up. What would father say? She's sleeping with a calvary pawn! 'He'll never approve of me.' She thinks bitterly 'I don't deserve his approval.' Glancing at the sleeping man next to her wretches her insides in an awful way and suddenly she's disgusted by him, and herself.
Standing up she gathers her silk night shirt and pants and gets dressed. She shakes him awake. Silas starts and sits up and when he sees her he breathes out in relief and smiles goofily at her, "You look like an angel in the moonlight." Kamui would find that funny any other night, but tonight she just says, "You're drunk… Get dressed."
When they part he kisses her cheek, wordlessly and she returns to her room with a firm decision in her mind, and a chasm forming in her heart, And she knows she saw someone in the window as she walked back inside.
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