Disclaimer: I'm almost positive that I don't own Escaflowne. Oh darn, I
forgot if I'm the owner of a million dollar corporation again.
The Healing of the Angels Part 7
He would have to go about this carefully. Van was the king and he would probably be in the presence of courtiers and servants all the time. Probably even when he's sleeping now that his love the bitch from the Mystic Moon is back. Stupid bitch meddling in all of my endeavors. However there was the possibility that he would find the king alone sometime. Young kings were usually like that, especially those that didn't appreciate having authority and power. They tended to have someplace they went where no one was allowed to disturb them. Van was twice as likely to have a place like that given what he'd been told by the Riyujinbito man about the link between him and his bitchlove from the Mystic Moon.
Thanks to his position as a servant in the palace, where gossip abounded and news spread like wildfire in a dry grass field, he had learned that Van frequented the North Tower and he often took long walks in the forest alone late at night. It was incredibly stupid of him, but it suited Dilandau's needs perfectly. All he had to do was watch carefully from his invisible vantage point as a lowly servant and an opportunity would undoubtedly come.
* * *
"It's a beautiful day in the forest Van," Hitomi commented absently. She listened to herself say the name. It was so good to be talking to him again. This time she wouldn't leave. They would have the rest of their lives to spend quality time together. It feels so good to know that. She tightened her grip on Van's hand without realizing it.
"Are you trying to break every bone in my hand, because I think I just heard a crack," Van said teasingly with an undertone of strain.
She blushed hotly and let go of Van's hand. Folken put his hand to his mouth to muffle the sound of his chuckle.
"I'm beginning to think I should've let you go alone. Then again that's all the more reason to come. You need supervision, and I can't trust you to keep your hands off each other," Folken said arching an eyebrow in their direction and grinning broadly. He'd been smiling a lot lately. He marveled at his own happiness when he still had so much to do. This time was different though, Folken realized. He had people to help him and he knew it. Funny how that made all the difference.
"I do have a better reason for coming though. I have to tell you something serious and everyone's lives depend on you paying attention. I have been resurrected to assist you against a threat to Gaea that will be put into motion by the very man I died to kill. They plan to rebuild his Atlantis Machine with his instructions and unite Gaea and Atlantis. This will undoubtedly lead to the destruction of Gaea," Folken finished, his lips a grim line, his eyes tilted downward refusing to look at them as he sighed. "The war's not over for us yet but none of us have to fight it alone this time."
"We need to know more details in order to stop this! I can't possibly act on what you've told me!" Van tensed all over. Not again, not now! "How will they resurrect Dornkirk, and who are they?" There are so many things I need to know! How could this possibly have escaped the notice of my spies? Why now? They can't be allowed to succeed!
Hitomi staggered beside him as the force of his thoughts stung her like a blow through their link. She fell to her knees as the ground beneath her feet seemed to tip and whirl. She looked around her to find a familiar and horrifying vision of a barren landscape consumed by fire. she grasped at Van's arm as she looked up at him and saw a bloody corpse. She screamed something incoherent.
"Please no! Don't take Van!" Hitomi screamed again.
Just as she said this, a figure emerged from the shadows of an enormous straggly dead tree with his sword drawn.
"Bye, bye Van!" Dilandau shrieked as he rushed Van, too quickly for him to react or block his enemy's deadly strike.
The Healing of the Angels Part 7
He would have to go about this carefully. Van was the king and he would probably be in the presence of courtiers and servants all the time. Probably even when he's sleeping now that his love the bitch from the Mystic Moon is back. Stupid bitch meddling in all of my endeavors. However there was the possibility that he would find the king alone sometime. Young kings were usually like that, especially those that didn't appreciate having authority and power. They tended to have someplace they went where no one was allowed to disturb them. Van was twice as likely to have a place like that given what he'd been told by the Riyujinbito man about the link between him and his bitchlove from the Mystic Moon.
Thanks to his position as a servant in the palace, where gossip abounded and news spread like wildfire in a dry grass field, he had learned that Van frequented the North Tower and he often took long walks in the forest alone late at night. It was incredibly stupid of him, but it suited Dilandau's needs perfectly. All he had to do was watch carefully from his invisible vantage point as a lowly servant and an opportunity would undoubtedly come.
* * *
"It's a beautiful day in the forest Van," Hitomi commented absently. She listened to herself say the name. It was so good to be talking to him again. This time she wouldn't leave. They would have the rest of their lives to spend quality time together. It feels so good to know that. She tightened her grip on Van's hand without realizing it.
"Are you trying to break every bone in my hand, because I think I just heard a crack," Van said teasingly with an undertone of strain.
She blushed hotly and let go of Van's hand. Folken put his hand to his mouth to muffle the sound of his chuckle.
"I'm beginning to think I should've let you go alone. Then again that's all the more reason to come. You need supervision, and I can't trust you to keep your hands off each other," Folken said arching an eyebrow in their direction and grinning broadly. He'd been smiling a lot lately. He marveled at his own happiness when he still had so much to do. This time was different though, Folken realized. He had people to help him and he knew it. Funny how that made all the difference.
"I do have a better reason for coming though. I have to tell you something serious and everyone's lives depend on you paying attention. I have been resurrected to assist you against a threat to Gaea that will be put into motion by the very man I died to kill. They plan to rebuild his Atlantis Machine with his instructions and unite Gaea and Atlantis. This will undoubtedly lead to the destruction of Gaea," Folken finished, his lips a grim line, his eyes tilted downward refusing to look at them as he sighed. "The war's not over for us yet but none of us have to fight it alone this time."
"We need to know more details in order to stop this! I can't possibly act on what you've told me!" Van tensed all over. Not again, not now! "How will they resurrect Dornkirk, and who are they?" There are so many things I need to know! How could this possibly have escaped the notice of my spies? Why now? They can't be allowed to succeed!
Hitomi staggered beside him as the force of his thoughts stung her like a blow through their link. She fell to her knees as the ground beneath her feet seemed to tip and whirl. She looked around her to find a familiar and horrifying vision of a barren landscape consumed by fire. she grasped at Van's arm as she looked up at him and saw a bloody corpse. She screamed something incoherent.
"Please no! Don't take Van!" Hitomi screamed again.
Just as she said this, a figure emerged from the shadows of an enormous straggly dead tree with his sword drawn.
"Bye, bye Van!" Dilandau shrieked as he rushed Van, too quickly for him to react or block his enemy's deadly strike.