Impaciente Amore: Chapter 10
Raylet paced furiously, plagued devilishly by the sound of her pleas. There was no way he could handle this alone, and Jaguar was not to be found. Where was he?
He fell to his knees beside the bed and clasped Rayvn's hand as she awoke. Her eyes where tired and bloodshot as they adjusted to the light, and she sighed.
"Rayvn!" Raylet whispered harshly, fighting with the inner-turmoil to allow her to sleep, and the deeper wish to speak with her.
She blinked confusedly, and looked around. Amazed, she gasped, and threw her arms around him. "I thought you...! That he did something to keep you from-"
"Shush! You are tired." He snapped, laughing softly.
"Not as tired as I was! You should had woke me immediately..." Her voice fell as she began to take in and remember all she had been through, and she turned away, shivering violently before controlling it.
Raylet placed a hand on her arm, his acute sense of hearing allowing him to hear her weeping, though a human would have been unaware. Gently, he clasped her arm, sending his thought to her ungaurded mind.
~It is true we are not blood, my sister, but we have always been as one. I heard your pain, and the anger boiled from the actions being taken out upon you, for I could... I could feel your pain!
~Let me tell you what I have never told anyone: The story of Lady Nyave. My mother, when I was a young lad of seven summers, had a young daughter. She was mine, though from my parents. Everyone knew her as mine, however. Always she was with me, for there was no place we where not.
~This ended.~ Raylet shivered, loosing his grip as though lost in the story himself.
"Go on," Rayvn breathed, but he hardly needed the encouragement now.
~Rayvn, her name has all but one character of yours- the R. She died, of a fever... I still do not know the fever, only how it felt, for we where one also; Nyave and I. She was two summers only, and her green eyes where ashen and wise, her bouncing black hair full of life even in the heat of the fever... I suppose I was the same also, for my mother cried I has lost my rosy cheeks and youthful laughter.
~Nyave was directly effected by the fever, but I was indirectly. While she fought dreadful evils I could only imagine, I only felt my eyes blurred and irritated so much my eyes wept with dryness. I could only imagine her pain!~ He shook himself, blinking sharply.
~Nyave died when she was four.
~When I first saw you so long ago, you where as I had always dreamed Nyave would be. Your hair was short a black, your eyes green.~ Raylet smiled gently, ~I have always then thought- hoped- you where truly Nyave, forgiving me. I had left you, Nyave, and you have returned to me. How else are we one? How else does her name have every character but one of yours? The R for rebellion? You rebelled agianst your foe, for you learned your lesson... Do you...? Do you know if you are Nyave? Are you?~
Rayvn blinked, amazed that even as a vampire he had kept this feeling for his dead sister. Was she this Nyave?
~No. Do not answer that, it was rude. Anyway, we have always been as one, sister. I felt your pleas with every inch of my dead soul; every inch of my being. It was only finding you, for I found early on Silver is cunning with disguising himself. Jaguar will not be pleased.~
"Jaguar? Where is he?" Rayvn asked, surprised. She had so easily shoved him away eagerly into the cobwebs of her mind, for he stirred thoughts she did not like.
Raylet grinned. "Somewhere. Why is it you wonder? You have forgotten him so willingly- or unwillingly?"
"Raylet!" She laughed uneasily, "And why should he not be pleased? It is nothing to bother him."
He shook his head, sighing. "You have missed the competition, and so has Silver. Besides, I think he favors you."
"Favors me?" Rayvn snapped, alarmed. "Ha!"
~And it is impossible?~ His voice sent shivers of frustration and joy through her, and she looked up, surprised as she saw him leaning casually agianst the wall, as if he had been there so much longer. Aloud he said, though Raylet could definately sense the thought, for he snorted, "I hope you don't mind my sudden intrusion? I was getting rid of a little problem."
Raylet shrugged carelessly, "No, not at all. Silver then?"
"Yes, though I would rather speak of things that are not so low you can not converse of. Rayvn," He said gently, "You are tired."
Rayvn shivered, not liking the line. Not only was she sure Silver had used it, it was almost controlling the way it stated how mcuh he knew of her.
~My apologizes- that was insensitive. You look tired, I should correct myself, for your eyes are bloodshot, and your mind is wide open.~ There was a definate pause before he stated softly, ~It was done as you asked.~
I did not need to be told to know. I smiled with satisfaction, and he laughed.
"You misinterpret my meaning!" Jaguar said amusedly, saying, "Silver was only destroyed."
"And why? Why was he not tortured as I was? Is that not only just?" Rayvn snapped angrily, "Was my-"
~Stop that. It is impossible to tear out fangs, for nothing can break them. You should have known when his fangs did not break when he bit you!~ Raylet snapped coldly, and I lowered my head.
Jaguar looked sharply at him, and fiercely their eyes interlocked, until Raylet's thoughts became so furious and powerful even Rayvn, a human, could hear them.
~You have no right! I will say what goes, and I will likewise tell my sister what is for her! You are not!~
There was a pause as Jaguar calmly stated his conceled thoughts. Annoyed they should talk of what obviously involved her without her, Rayvn slipped from the bed, and unsurprisingly made it out of the room without either noticing.
Calmly, she made her way through Raylet's familuliar home to the kitchen, and shifted through the full fridgerator he kept for me. There was a varity of foods, but Rayvn settled on a piece of small chocolate cake, and poured herself a glass of milk tiredly.
"Rayvn..." Raylet said softly, entering to watch her get a fork and sit down at the table.
Rayvn lifted a brow, sipping the milk to busy herself.
He sat down across from her, taking the glass straight from her fingers as she sat it down and staring down at it. Quietly, he stirred it around in the glass before sipping it and sitting it down to watch her eat.
"Yes?" She probed.
"Impaciente." He breathed, softly scolding her in Spanish, "I can not word my thoughts."
Rayvn shrugged, finishing the cake and placing it in the sink. He had maids, of course. There was the cleaning part of it, and then the free food part.
"You are only a child!" Raylet roared suddenly, and she jumped, startled.
"What are you talking about?" Rayvn gasped, her eyes wide with surprise.
Raylet placed his hand on her arm, murmuring an apology before elaborating. "It is just that, compared to mine and his years, you are so young."
"What exactly did he say?" I asked heatedly, jerking my arm away.
Raylet shook away the question. "It does not matter at the moment. You will battle him for the title, and then we will talk of this isipid nonesense! You battle tomorrow, so rest. If you will need anything, just surface a thought."
Raylet paced furiously, plagued devilishly by the sound of her pleas. There was no way he could handle this alone, and Jaguar was not to be found. Where was he?
He fell to his knees beside the bed and clasped Rayvn's hand as she awoke. Her eyes where tired and bloodshot as they adjusted to the light, and she sighed.
"Rayvn!" Raylet whispered harshly, fighting with the inner-turmoil to allow her to sleep, and the deeper wish to speak with her.
She blinked confusedly, and looked around. Amazed, she gasped, and threw her arms around him. "I thought you...! That he did something to keep you from-"
"Shush! You are tired." He snapped, laughing softly.
"Not as tired as I was! You should had woke me immediately..." Her voice fell as she began to take in and remember all she had been through, and she turned away, shivering violently before controlling it.
Raylet placed a hand on her arm, his acute sense of hearing allowing him to hear her weeping, though a human would have been unaware. Gently, he clasped her arm, sending his thought to her ungaurded mind.
~It is true we are not blood, my sister, but we have always been as one. I heard your pain, and the anger boiled from the actions being taken out upon you, for I could... I could feel your pain!
~Let me tell you what I have never told anyone: The story of Lady Nyave. My mother, when I was a young lad of seven summers, had a young daughter. She was mine, though from my parents. Everyone knew her as mine, however. Always she was with me, for there was no place we where not.
~This ended.~ Raylet shivered, loosing his grip as though lost in the story himself.
"Go on," Rayvn breathed, but he hardly needed the encouragement now.
~Rayvn, her name has all but one character of yours- the R. She died, of a fever... I still do not know the fever, only how it felt, for we where one also; Nyave and I. She was two summers only, and her green eyes where ashen and wise, her bouncing black hair full of life even in the heat of the fever... I suppose I was the same also, for my mother cried I has lost my rosy cheeks and youthful laughter.
~Nyave was directly effected by the fever, but I was indirectly. While she fought dreadful evils I could only imagine, I only felt my eyes blurred and irritated so much my eyes wept with dryness. I could only imagine her pain!~ He shook himself, blinking sharply.
~Nyave died when she was four.
~When I first saw you so long ago, you where as I had always dreamed Nyave would be. Your hair was short a black, your eyes green.~ Raylet smiled gently, ~I have always then thought- hoped- you where truly Nyave, forgiving me. I had left you, Nyave, and you have returned to me. How else are we one? How else does her name have every character but one of yours? The R for rebellion? You rebelled agianst your foe, for you learned your lesson... Do you...? Do you know if you are Nyave? Are you?~
Rayvn blinked, amazed that even as a vampire he had kept this feeling for his dead sister. Was she this Nyave?
~No. Do not answer that, it was rude. Anyway, we have always been as one, sister. I felt your pleas with every inch of my dead soul; every inch of my being. It was only finding you, for I found early on Silver is cunning with disguising himself. Jaguar will not be pleased.~
"Jaguar? Where is he?" Rayvn asked, surprised. She had so easily shoved him away eagerly into the cobwebs of her mind, for he stirred thoughts she did not like.
Raylet grinned. "Somewhere. Why is it you wonder? You have forgotten him so willingly- or unwillingly?"
"Raylet!" She laughed uneasily, "And why should he not be pleased? It is nothing to bother him."
He shook his head, sighing. "You have missed the competition, and so has Silver. Besides, I think he favors you."
"Favors me?" Rayvn snapped, alarmed. "Ha!"
~And it is impossible?~ His voice sent shivers of frustration and joy through her, and she looked up, surprised as she saw him leaning casually agianst the wall, as if he had been there so much longer. Aloud he said, though Raylet could definately sense the thought, for he snorted, "I hope you don't mind my sudden intrusion? I was getting rid of a little problem."
Raylet shrugged carelessly, "No, not at all. Silver then?"
"Yes, though I would rather speak of things that are not so low you can not converse of. Rayvn," He said gently, "You are tired."
Rayvn shivered, not liking the line. Not only was she sure Silver had used it, it was almost controlling the way it stated how mcuh he knew of her.
~My apologizes- that was insensitive. You look tired, I should correct myself, for your eyes are bloodshot, and your mind is wide open.~ There was a definate pause before he stated softly, ~It was done as you asked.~
I did not need to be told to know. I smiled with satisfaction, and he laughed.
"You misinterpret my meaning!" Jaguar said amusedly, saying, "Silver was only destroyed."
"And why? Why was he not tortured as I was? Is that not only just?" Rayvn snapped angrily, "Was my-"
~Stop that. It is impossible to tear out fangs, for nothing can break them. You should have known when his fangs did not break when he bit you!~ Raylet snapped coldly, and I lowered my head.
Jaguar looked sharply at him, and fiercely their eyes interlocked, until Raylet's thoughts became so furious and powerful even Rayvn, a human, could hear them.
~You have no right! I will say what goes, and I will likewise tell my sister what is for her! You are not!~
There was a pause as Jaguar calmly stated his conceled thoughts. Annoyed they should talk of what obviously involved her without her, Rayvn slipped from the bed, and unsurprisingly made it out of the room without either noticing.
Calmly, she made her way through Raylet's familuliar home to the kitchen, and shifted through the full fridgerator he kept for me. There was a varity of foods, but Rayvn settled on a piece of small chocolate cake, and poured herself a glass of milk tiredly.
"Rayvn..." Raylet said softly, entering to watch her get a fork and sit down at the table.
Rayvn lifted a brow, sipping the milk to busy herself.
He sat down across from her, taking the glass straight from her fingers as she sat it down and staring down at it. Quietly, he stirred it around in the glass before sipping it and sitting it down to watch her eat.
"Yes?" She probed.
"Impaciente." He breathed, softly scolding her in Spanish, "I can not word my thoughts."
Rayvn shrugged, finishing the cake and placing it in the sink. He had maids, of course. There was the cleaning part of it, and then the free food part.
"You are only a child!" Raylet roared suddenly, and she jumped, startled.
"What are you talking about?" Rayvn gasped, her eyes wide with surprise.
Raylet placed his hand on her arm, murmuring an apology before elaborating. "It is just that, compared to mine and his years, you are so young."
"What exactly did he say?" I asked heatedly, jerking my arm away.
Raylet shook away the question. "It does not matter at the moment. You will battle him for the title, and then we will talk of this isipid nonesense! You battle tomorrow, so rest. If you will need anything, just surface a thought."