A/N: Wow, I am evil, do you wonder what's on her neck, so do I. I should
write what's there, okay, thankies to all you readers!! Oh and there is a
kind of saucy scene at the end, so if you see this *** that means go to the
review button! Or just take off! But review!
Disclaimer: See Chapter one.
Chapter Twelve: Caressing Wind
I stared into the glass at my reflection, but the longer I had looked; the more everything seemed to make less out of reality.
"WHAT is going on here?" I shouted in shock.
"What happened to your wound?" Bariela shakily questioned. "Where did it go?"
I only wished I could answer her question, but it was rolling into my head. The attack wound on my neck had disappeared, leaving only a small mark of red touching gently against my skin where the teeth had gnawed. I brought my hand slowly over to my neck and rubbed it softly.
"It's-it's gone," I whimpered.
At the second I could hear someone stepping closer to me, I knew it was Lemron. He brought his hand through and around my torso and squeezed me gently. He kissed my hand with a light peck, and I let my hand fall to his. He gripped my hand as I glared at my reflection.
"This is amazing, you have not had enough time to heal yourself." Bariela said shockingly.
"Aye, I do believe you are right, but isn't it a bit odd?" Legolas asked.
"No!" Lemron retorted, as he smiled at me. "'Tis a miracle to see my love walking after such the ordeal she had gone through."
"'Tis no miracle, it is positive to be the work dark magic's." I said quickly.
Everyone brought their eyes to me, and gawked at me. My point was valid, and positively the best and most precise possibility. I stared at them all until one was wise enough to speak.
"Aye, this does smell of witchery, but we may not sit and wait for it again. We have the element of surprise for the next attack." Legolas said with a strong voice.
"What is the possibility that this will occur again? We do not even know whether or not this will happen again!" I nearly shouted.
Bariela glared at me as if she were slightly peeved at me yelling at Legolas. I ignored her and turned my head back to look at Lemron's expression. He seemed as if he were questioning our thoughts.
"We do not know whether or not. That is why we must be prepared for anything that may happen!" Legolas retorted.
"Legolas, there is no need to yell." Lemron said softly.
"No there is! But if Legolas wishes to watch his back every step he takes, that is fine by me." I shouted at them.
I released myself from Lemron's arms and scooted to the door. I brought my head back to them as they gazed at me.
"Who wants to join me on the terrace?" I said coldly.
"Galadwen, we are to speak of this, and get our troubles free from our minds. Do you not want peace of mind?" Lemron asked.
"No." I said softly.
I waltzed out of the room walking along the cold ground. My feet were bare, and I was half clothed, but I kept my steady pace until I reached the room I knew was mine. I opened the door slowly and entered the room. I brought my eyes around until I noticed a small chest next to the over sized bed. I ran over to it and bent down onto my knees.
I wiped the dust from its top and smiled menacingly at it. I flipped it upside down, where a small key was placed into a crack. I grabbed it out quickly and brought the box back to lie flat on my knees. I brought the key slowly so it and placed it inside. I turned the key, which turned the top, opening it slightly. I placed the key into my rap pocket. I lifted the lid and stared at the contents. There only sat a bottle as big as the box on its side.
I grinned and grabbed the bottle from the box. I dusted it off to reveal a name inscribed on it. Although it was warn, there were only three letters in Elvish. I tried to read them, but they were too hard to make out. So I placed the box along the ground and stood up with the bottle in my hand.
'What does this mean?' I began to ask my self.
I only questioned the thoughts that raced through my head. There were so many possibilities, but not enough time to decide.
I couldn't feel myself. Worry flooded my mind, but I would not let it control me. Or that is what I thought. The alcoholic content in the bottle was there to drown me. This old wine was enough for me to not feel my body.
I opened the bottle top and let lose the cork with an easy flip of my thumb. I tilted the bottle up to my lips and took a long sip. I flew my head back and swallowed hard. The wine had indeed aged enough to make anything fall. I took another sip and walked out along the terrace.
I gazed over the railing to see the height of the room I was in. I felt that if a gust of wind would happen to come along I could die at any moment. But then again, what was to stop me. My life meant nothing to me, nothing at all. I brought my legs closer to the railing and bent over the bar. I felt the wind caress my checks as it flew by.
I smiled happily and brought one of my legs over the guardrail. And then slowly lifted the other one over. I held on against the side and leaned out. I began to hear rustling of the leaves I had not heard before. The air was quiet but the living rose and spoke upon the new day.
I brought my eyes down and stared at the mini figures of the elf guards. My body wished to jump and shortly join them at the bottom. I let my right foot lose from the terrace and let it fly though the air.
I was about to let lose of my body before I felt an arm around my torso and mouth. I screamed as the arms pulled me back from the railing and to the safer side of the terrace. The embodied person flew me up and pushed me hard against the wall.
I began to fell fear fill my body as it had when I first saw the warg. I knew it was another attacker. But was it really. The being turned me forcibly to face him. I grew into shock as I stared at the supposed attacker.
"Lemron? What are you doing?" I shakily questioned.
"That is my question for you." He said.
"I do not know. I, it wasn't me, I would never." I said.
I brought my shameful eyes to his feet. But I felt his hand on my chin tilting it upwards.
"I do not believe you, such a creature, would harm yourself. Perhaps I should watch over you?" Lemron kindly suggested.
***
I nodded my head but felt passion over come me. His hand relaxed against my chin and came over across my face. He caressed it gently, his hand feeling like the wind. He brought his head closer to mine and I him.
Our lips reached each other's and I felt heat surround my body. Hi brought his hands to my legs and back lifting me from the ground. I smiled at him as he walked me over to the bed. He gently placed me down and climbed on himself.
He brushed his body against mine and we began to kiss more deeply. I ripped his shirt across his chest bearing his able body. I brought my eyes to him and he leaned into me.
Our kisses began to mesh into one another. Getting more passionate and heavier. His or her only worry was if someone was to walk in. But soon they were to busy with their own scheme to mind.
A/N: Aren't you all glad detail was not gone into! Hehehe! Sorry for the bit of dirty ness! You know you need to read a bit of daring things every once in a while. Am I making any since? Okay please Review and tell me what you think. And i just wanna say thankies much to my BETA reader Bethany who i love plutonically! okay have fun!
Disclaimer: See Chapter one.
Chapter Twelve: Caressing Wind
I stared into the glass at my reflection, but the longer I had looked; the more everything seemed to make less out of reality.
"WHAT is going on here?" I shouted in shock.
"What happened to your wound?" Bariela shakily questioned. "Where did it go?"
I only wished I could answer her question, but it was rolling into my head. The attack wound on my neck had disappeared, leaving only a small mark of red touching gently against my skin where the teeth had gnawed. I brought my hand slowly over to my neck and rubbed it softly.
"It's-it's gone," I whimpered.
At the second I could hear someone stepping closer to me, I knew it was Lemron. He brought his hand through and around my torso and squeezed me gently. He kissed my hand with a light peck, and I let my hand fall to his. He gripped my hand as I glared at my reflection.
"This is amazing, you have not had enough time to heal yourself." Bariela said shockingly.
"Aye, I do believe you are right, but isn't it a bit odd?" Legolas asked.
"No!" Lemron retorted, as he smiled at me. "'Tis a miracle to see my love walking after such the ordeal she had gone through."
"'Tis no miracle, it is positive to be the work dark magic's." I said quickly.
Everyone brought their eyes to me, and gawked at me. My point was valid, and positively the best and most precise possibility. I stared at them all until one was wise enough to speak.
"Aye, this does smell of witchery, but we may not sit and wait for it again. We have the element of surprise for the next attack." Legolas said with a strong voice.
"What is the possibility that this will occur again? We do not even know whether or not this will happen again!" I nearly shouted.
Bariela glared at me as if she were slightly peeved at me yelling at Legolas. I ignored her and turned my head back to look at Lemron's expression. He seemed as if he were questioning our thoughts.
"We do not know whether or not. That is why we must be prepared for anything that may happen!" Legolas retorted.
"Legolas, there is no need to yell." Lemron said softly.
"No there is! But if Legolas wishes to watch his back every step he takes, that is fine by me." I shouted at them.
I released myself from Lemron's arms and scooted to the door. I brought my head back to them as they gazed at me.
"Who wants to join me on the terrace?" I said coldly.
"Galadwen, we are to speak of this, and get our troubles free from our minds. Do you not want peace of mind?" Lemron asked.
"No." I said softly.
I waltzed out of the room walking along the cold ground. My feet were bare, and I was half clothed, but I kept my steady pace until I reached the room I knew was mine. I opened the door slowly and entered the room. I brought my eyes around until I noticed a small chest next to the over sized bed. I ran over to it and bent down onto my knees.
I wiped the dust from its top and smiled menacingly at it. I flipped it upside down, where a small key was placed into a crack. I grabbed it out quickly and brought the box back to lie flat on my knees. I brought the key slowly so it and placed it inside. I turned the key, which turned the top, opening it slightly. I placed the key into my rap pocket. I lifted the lid and stared at the contents. There only sat a bottle as big as the box on its side.
I grinned and grabbed the bottle from the box. I dusted it off to reveal a name inscribed on it. Although it was warn, there were only three letters in Elvish. I tried to read them, but they were too hard to make out. So I placed the box along the ground and stood up with the bottle in my hand.
'What does this mean?' I began to ask my self.
I only questioned the thoughts that raced through my head. There were so many possibilities, but not enough time to decide.
I couldn't feel myself. Worry flooded my mind, but I would not let it control me. Or that is what I thought. The alcoholic content in the bottle was there to drown me. This old wine was enough for me to not feel my body.
I opened the bottle top and let lose the cork with an easy flip of my thumb. I tilted the bottle up to my lips and took a long sip. I flew my head back and swallowed hard. The wine had indeed aged enough to make anything fall. I took another sip and walked out along the terrace.
I gazed over the railing to see the height of the room I was in. I felt that if a gust of wind would happen to come along I could die at any moment. But then again, what was to stop me. My life meant nothing to me, nothing at all. I brought my legs closer to the railing and bent over the bar. I felt the wind caress my checks as it flew by.
I smiled happily and brought one of my legs over the guardrail. And then slowly lifted the other one over. I held on against the side and leaned out. I began to hear rustling of the leaves I had not heard before. The air was quiet but the living rose and spoke upon the new day.
I brought my eyes down and stared at the mini figures of the elf guards. My body wished to jump and shortly join them at the bottom. I let my right foot lose from the terrace and let it fly though the air.
I was about to let lose of my body before I felt an arm around my torso and mouth. I screamed as the arms pulled me back from the railing and to the safer side of the terrace. The embodied person flew me up and pushed me hard against the wall.
I began to fell fear fill my body as it had when I first saw the warg. I knew it was another attacker. But was it really. The being turned me forcibly to face him. I grew into shock as I stared at the supposed attacker.
"Lemron? What are you doing?" I shakily questioned.
"That is my question for you." He said.
"I do not know. I, it wasn't me, I would never." I said.
I brought my shameful eyes to his feet. But I felt his hand on my chin tilting it upwards.
"I do not believe you, such a creature, would harm yourself. Perhaps I should watch over you?" Lemron kindly suggested.
***
I nodded my head but felt passion over come me. His hand relaxed against my chin and came over across my face. He caressed it gently, his hand feeling like the wind. He brought his head closer to mine and I him.
Our lips reached each other's and I felt heat surround my body. Hi brought his hands to my legs and back lifting me from the ground. I smiled at him as he walked me over to the bed. He gently placed me down and climbed on himself.
He brushed his body against mine and we began to kiss more deeply. I ripped his shirt across his chest bearing his able body. I brought my eyes to him and he leaned into me.
Our kisses began to mesh into one another. Getting more passionate and heavier. His or her only worry was if someone was to walk in. But soon they were to busy with their own scheme to mind.
A/N: Aren't you all glad detail was not gone into! Hehehe! Sorry for the bit of dirty ness! You know you need to read a bit of daring things every once in a while. Am I making any since? Okay please Review and tell me what you think. And i just wanna say thankies much to my BETA reader Bethany who i love plutonically! okay have fun!