I know, this chapter is short, but I had to cut it in two so it would be
easier to understand. Oh, and I'm in my last week of college, so I have a
million things to do. I may not be able to update the next part next week,
but I'll put two chapters the next time!! Take care of you!!
Chapter 4: The garden's friend
Steeping out of the shower, Ombre walked to the kitchen, where she grabbed something to eat. She saw Gatti and Guimel eating dessert, some kind of pudding from what she could see. They were talking about their guymelef training, how Gatti found a new use for his crima claw and, of course, they talked about the fight that happened between Dilandau and Ombre. Not wanting to hear what they would say about that, Ombre left the kitchen, and went walking around the base.
For almost an hour, she hasn't really seen nothing new from what Dalet had shown to her. She wasn't really tired from her walk so she just continued. After a while, she found herself in front of a door. She opened it, and saw she was at the entrance of a beautiful garden. She walked carefully on the stone path that snaked across it, looking at the blooming flowers. Arriving in front of a big oak tree, she sat beside it, her back resting on the enormous trunk.
' Ah, Dilandau-sama, I'm so afraid to talk to you about what's eating me inside. I'm afraid of your rejection, even more afraid of your eyes, for I might drown in them if I look to long. My sweet general, it was no coincidence Folken found me. I let him found me, for I wanted to become a Dragon slayer. I never expected you would be so different from what I've heard. You're no bloodthirsty killer, you're a man that was forced to grow into a perfect soldier instead of a human. But now, you couldn't help me, for I think I've fallen for you, Dilandau Albatou…'
Ombre was thinking about the rumours she's heard bout the way the general was treating his men when she heard a owl's cry. She quickly looked up and saw a black and white bird on the branch above her. The bird looked at her with its enormous yellow eyes, turning its head toward her. Ombre smiled at him and stood up. The bird still had its eyes locked on her. She extended her hand toward him, inviting him. The owl flew down to her, setting himself on her forearm.
"So little bird, why aren't you afraid of me?"
The bird's only response was a small chuckle-like sound. The owl bent down and started nibbling softly at her fingers.
"Are you hungry?"
Ombre searched in her sweatshirt's pockets, taking out a small cookie, remnant from her dinner. She crushed it in her right hand and placed it near the bird's beak. The owl started to eat the small pieces of cookie, sounding happy to have some food. Ombre watched it lovingly, for it was one of the rare times something wasn't afraid of her. She had a tendency to frighten away everything that was closed to her, both humans and animals. The bird had eaten all the cookie, and looked at her again. Ombre smiled and pet it, carefully. The bird didn't flinch, it even accepted it.
" I guess you're not afraid of me because of what I am, isn't it? I bet you must feel the same…"
The owl looked deeply in her eyes, and Ombre felt at peace. She smiled again, happy to find at least one person who didn't reject her for what she was. The owl shook itself, and opened its wings. Ombre let it go away, flying into the night. Ombre looked at the bird, then noticed the moon was high in the sky. She quickly ran toward the arena, not wanting to make Dilandau wait for her. She hasn't seen him angry, and didn't want to do so.
Chapter 4: The garden's friend
Steeping out of the shower, Ombre walked to the kitchen, where she grabbed something to eat. She saw Gatti and Guimel eating dessert, some kind of pudding from what she could see. They were talking about their guymelef training, how Gatti found a new use for his crima claw and, of course, they talked about the fight that happened between Dilandau and Ombre. Not wanting to hear what they would say about that, Ombre left the kitchen, and went walking around the base.
For almost an hour, she hasn't really seen nothing new from what Dalet had shown to her. She wasn't really tired from her walk so she just continued. After a while, she found herself in front of a door. She opened it, and saw she was at the entrance of a beautiful garden. She walked carefully on the stone path that snaked across it, looking at the blooming flowers. Arriving in front of a big oak tree, she sat beside it, her back resting on the enormous trunk.
' Ah, Dilandau-sama, I'm so afraid to talk to you about what's eating me inside. I'm afraid of your rejection, even more afraid of your eyes, for I might drown in them if I look to long. My sweet general, it was no coincidence Folken found me. I let him found me, for I wanted to become a Dragon slayer. I never expected you would be so different from what I've heard. You're no bloodthirsty killer, you're a man that was forced to grow into a perfect soldier instead of a human. But now, you couldn't help me, for I think I've fallen for you, Dilandau Albatou…'
Ombre was thinking about the rumours she's heard bout the way the general was treating his men when she heard a owl's cry. She quickly looked up and saw a black and white bird on the branch above her. The bird looked at her with its enormous yellow eyes, turning its head toward her. Ombre smiled at him and stood up. The bird still had its eyes locked on her. She extended her hand toward him, inviting him. The owl flew down to her, setting himself on her forearm.
"So little bird, why aren't you afraid of me?"
The bird's only response was a small chuckle-like sound. The owl bent down and started nibbling softly at her fingers.
"Are you hungry?"
Ombre searched in her sweatshirt's pockets, taking out a small cookie, remnant from her dinner. She crushed it in her right hand and placed it near the bird's beak. The owl started to eat the small pieces of cookie, sounding happy to have some food. Ombre watched it lovingly, for it was one of the rare times something wasn't afraid of her. She had a tendency to frighten away everything that was closed to her, both humans and animals. The bird had eaten all the cookie, and looked at her again. Ombre smiled and pet it, carefully. The bird didn't flinch, it even accepted it.
" I guess you're not afraid of me because of what I am, isn't it? I bet you must feel the same…"
The owl looked deeply in her eyes, and Ombre felt at peace. She smiled again, happy to find at least one person who didn't reject her for what she was. The owl shook itself, and opened its wings. Ombre let it go away, flying into the night. Ombre looked at the bird, then noticed the moon was high in the sky. She quickly ran toward the arena, not wanting to make Dilandau wait for her. She hasn't seen him angry, and didn't want to do so.
