Chapter 5:Questions and Thoughts
When Setsuna awoke later that day in the evening, she found herself in a large bed covered with crimson red, silk blankets. On the chair by the desk she saw her armour laid out neatly. She noticed that the room was large and more fancier than her own. Where the fuck am I? She wondered.
Setsuna shivered and realized she was wearing nothing. Oh my God! She thought and quickly pulled the blankets over her. Did what I think happen actually happen? Setsuna wondered as she walked over to the chair with one of the blankets from the bed wrapped around her small body. She dressed herself quickly and left the room to go back to hers. As soon as she shut the door, she walked to the other side of the hallway where her room was.
She looked at herself in the mirror. She noticed how messy her hair was so she took it out of the mess of a braid, combed it and braided it again. Setsuna looked at herself in the mirror again and felt that she looked suitable to go to the mess hall for dinner.
Setsuna walked down to the mess hall and sat with Miguel again. But this time, everyone was giving her strange looks like they knew something. This only made her feel nervous. After trying to live with these looks they were giving her she asked in a whisper to Gatti who sat next to her, "Why is everyone looking at me like that?"
"Well, you see um, word has gone around about you and Lord Dilandau . . ." He didn't finish.
"What about us?" Her voice had become harsh.
"Uh, well, we um heard about you and Lord Dilandau spending time together." He swallowed hard. "In his room." He finished.
Setsuna was left speechless. They know, oh my God, but how? She wondered. "How did you find out?" Setsuna seemed more worried than angry.
"Well we were all wondering where you two went off to so we asked one of the maids and she told us she saw you two go into his room together. Also, Violle over heard Lord Dilandau talking to Lord Folken about it." Setsuna was left without words. She quickly ate and left.
She had never felt so degraded in her life. What would they think of her now? Would they think of her as some slut that they could all lay? Setsuna ran back to her room where she locked the door and laid down on her bed and just let it all out. "It figures," She sobbed into the pillow. Just as I was starting to like it here that happens, she thought to herself. A knock sounded from the door but she ignored it. Whoever it was on the other side tried to open it but had no success because it was locked. A few moments later the door swung open. Setsuna glanced at the doorway and saw him, Dilandau, the man she gave herself to out of pure lust.
As he looked at her, something inside of him made him feel sorry for her. Why do I have this feeling?! I hate women, especially when they get all emotional! He yelled at himself inwardly, but his heart was controlling his mind now. Dilandau walked over to her and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Go away Dilandau . . ." She managed to say.
"Why?" He scoffed.
"Because, I want to be alone . . ."
"Well too bad. I'm not leaving." What am I saying?!? I'm not leaving?! What the fuck is going on with me?! He wondered angrily. Setsuna sat up and wiped away her tears. A small but a noticeable smile formed on her face. Without any warning, she wrapped her arms around him in a loose embrace. Dilandau didn't know how to react any other way at the time so he too put his arms around her gentle body. She rested her head on his chest while he rested his chin on her head. They just sat there holding each other.
Later that night Dilandau went to see Folken. "Folken!" Dilandau yelled as he entered the lab. A figure sitting at a desk with piles of paper scattered allover it put his quill down and turned to Dilandau.
"What is it Dilandau?" He asked.
"What the fuck is wrong with me!?" Dilandau asked angrily as he approached.
"I don't know Dilandau. You have to explain." Dilandau grew more angry.
"I . . . I . . . I have these strange feelings for her." He tried to explain, feeling a bit embarrassed. Folken smiled at him and almost laughed.
"I don't know how to tell you this Dilandau but, I think you're in love."
"What!? In love!?!" He shouted angered. Folken nodded and Dilandau seemed somewhat disgusted. He then stormed out of the room and Folken went back to his work. He picked up a book that laid near the edge of the desk and began to read from it. His eyes widened in shock. Hm, how interesting. I wonder if she really is the woman of prophecy, Folken pondered as he shut the book and continued with is work.
