Chapter 12: A Hot Meeting
Steamy smoke, rose out of the crystal waters. The female and male baths had been, divided by a rock wall, circling the area. Nazia, lay naked up against the dividing wall, with damp, folded face cloth on top of her head. Her wings stretched wide open, to let this warm sensation run between her wings to her back. The peace had made her dreary, forcing her to close her eyes.
Tristen sat inside the middle of the pool, splashing the hot water like a little kid onto his face and dunking his head in and out, catching his tanned hair in his hands that had darkened by the waters effect. Nazia could hear him "hum" with his mouth full of water. The listening of his humorous side couldn't help make Nazia, but giggle. Having her eyes shut once again, she suddenly had her mind flashed to this day's upbringing. The new surroundings, the new people she met, was just so fast and sudden. And now hearing Tristen's odd gargling had caused her for the worst. Her giggle slowly turning into a burst of laughter. She knew this humorous side would end in her favour with the touch of Mother Nature, but to her heart she felt pure joy. She wanted to laugh forever like this, but knowing the consequences involved it would be too risky.
It was too late.
The ground started to shake, vibrating towards the rock walls they began to crumble along the edges.
Tristen suddenly poked his head out of the water, feeling this movement beneath his feet. His eyes grew to a shock; not knowing what this was at first.
"What the!" he paused, looking around him as the rocks above him clashed into the water, spraying his face by the rocks that fell.
"Earthquake!!"
Nazia's uncontrollable laughing disaster sent its way through the castle. Everyone instantly ran for cover, those also running outside of the castle fled to their homes. Soon she came to a stop, clutching her mouth with her hands. The face cloth had already fallen off her head. All she stands to do now was watch her destruction from what came from her mouth end.
Tristen hung onto a near by rock that sat on the edge of the bath. His naked body trembled, sensing that some of those rocks from above would indeed land on him and send him unconscious. Wondering what had caused this earth to shatter, he relaxed his muscles from the tension around him. The rocks continued to fall. His heart-in-mind set on one thing. Nazia. He glued his eyes to the wall that had separated them from their untainted bodies. It hadn't moved at all, from the earthquake's vibration, you'd think that the wall would've fallen by now. But then, he hadn't also heard her voice. No. He wouldn't think so pessimistically.
"Nazia!"
Nothing. Only the rocks replied in their falling favour, and sucking into the water they would cease. Crawling off the rock and into the waters, Tristen allowed his body to walk over the wall.
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Nazia still had her hand clutched on her mouth and continued to bask the laughter of Tristen's humour. Turning around she faced the wall, directly opposite where Tristen stood. Though he couldn't hear anything, Nazia sensed him coming closer. Her heart flopped at the thought that someone cared for her. Her out-of-reach touch often left herself lonely, but ever since she met Tristen, her heart and her behaviour acted differently. A joyous cry was left inside. Reaching out to touch the wall, both of her hands, she sensed his compassion.
Again this made her laugh. Rocking back her head, she cried out in laughter so hard. Nazia felt the wall in front of her begin to shake. Quickly pulling back her hands, to her naked chest, she watched as the wall crumbled to the ground. She stood, motionless. Not caring about the rocks that hit the waters so harshly beside her.
Tristen dodged through the waters. The rocks had already begun bombing down on him. Nazia stopped laughing instantly and gazed up to the attacking rocks. The wall had disappeared in no time. The two waters mixing together, forming a dark sea green atmosphere. All that was left remained standing were Nazia and Tristen, each resting themselves in the centre of the pool's that was once divided up.
For a split second, the two stunningly stared at each other. Naked. Nazia boiled up in the face, seeing features on Tristen that she hadn't. Her mouth dropped in fascination. Her heart raced loudly, yet she didn't know why. Tristen gawked upon her mysterious beauty. Her hands sat on her mouth, noticing only two remotely shocked eyes.
"Are you okay, Nazia?" started Tristen, strutting slowly over to her and at the same time avoiding the hard stepping through the waters.
"I...I'm...sorry..." her saddened expression, looking down to the ground.
"What do you mean by that?" paused in his tracks, but Nazia interrupted, jumping out of the hot springs and stood on the edge to see Tristen's exposure. Her mind scattered. Never before had see seen a chest as built or so toned rich brown. Shaking her head, Nazia leapt back into reality, jumping steps to the exit of the bath. He noticed, that she was about to leave.
"Hey! What are you do..." he paused, looking down at himself. Coming to realise why she stammered. Tristen chuckled under his breath. "If I knew this would've happened, I'd be in a towel."
Twisting herself around, Nazia fled indoors. Swiping a towel off the floor as she ran, wrapping it around herself. She didn't know where to run, or where she headed, but if fate would lead her, she knew anywhere but here would be safe.
"Nazia! Wait! Come back!" he called out in the distance, running out of the pool to catch her.
Steamy smoke, rose out of the crystal waters. The female and male baths had been, divided by a rock wall, circling the area. Nazia, lay naked up against the dividing wall, with damp, folded face cloth on top of her head. Her wings stretched wide open, to let this warm sensation run between her wings to her back. The peace had made her dreary, forcing her to close her eyes.
Tristen sat inside the middle of the pool, splashing the hot water like a little kid onto his face and dunking his head in and out, catching his tanned hair in his hands that had darkened by the waters effect. Nazia could hear him "hum" with his mouth full of water. The listening of his humorous side couldn't help make Nazia, but giggle. Having her eyes shut once again, she suddenly had her mind flashed to this day's upbringing. The new surroundings, the new people she met, was just so fast and sudden. And now hearing Tristen's odd gargling had caused her for the worst. Her giggle slowly turning into a burst of laughter. She knew this humorous side would end in her favour with the touch of Mother Nature, but to her heart she felt pure joy. She wanted to laugh forever like this, but knowing the consequences involved it would be too risky.
It was too late.
The ground started to shake, vibrating towards the rock walls they began to crumble along the edges.
Tristen suddenly poked his head out of the water, feeling this movement beneath his feet. His eyes grew to a shock; not knowing what this was at first.
"What the!" he paused, looking around him as the rocks above him clashed into the water, spraying his face by the rocks that fell.
"Earthquake!!"
Nazia's uncontrollable laughing disaster sent its way through the castle. Everyone instantly ran for cover, those also running outside of the castle fled to their homes. Soon she came to a stop, clutching her mouth with her hands. The face cloth had already fallen off her head. All she stands to do now was watch her destruction from what came from her mouth end.
Tristen hung onto a near by rock that sat on the edge of the bath. His naked body trembled, sensing that some of those rocks from above would indeed land on him and send him unconscious. Wondering what had caused this earth to shatter, he relaxed his muscles from the tension around him. The rocks continued to fall. His heart-in-mind set on one thing. Nazia. He glued his eyes to the wall that had separated them from their untainted bodies. It hadn't moved at all, from the earthquake's vibration, you'd think that the wall would've fallen by now. But then, he hadn't also heard her voice. No. He wouldn't think so pessimistically.
"Nazia!"
Nothing. Only the rocks replied in their falling favour, and sucking into the water they would cease. Crawling off the rock and into the waters, Tristen allowed his body to walk over the wall.
++++
Nazia still had her hand clutched on her mouth and continued to bask the laughter of Tristen's humour. Turning around she faced the wall, directly opposite where Tristen stood. Though he couldn't hear anything, Nazia sensed him coming closer. Her heart flopped at the thought that someone cared for her. Her out-of-reach touch often left herself lonely, but ever since she met Tristen, her heart and her behaviour acted differently. A joyous cry was left inside. Reaching out to touch the wall, both of her hands, she sensed his compassion.
Again this made her laugh. Rocking back her head, she cried out in laughter so hard. Nazia felt the wall in front of her begin to shake. Quickly pulling back her hands, to her naked chest, she watched as the wall crumbled to the ground. She stood, motionless. Not caring about the rocks that hit the waters so harshly beside her.
Tristen dodged through the waters. The rocks had already begun bombing down on him. Nazia stopped laughing instantly and gazed up to the attacking rocks. The wall had disappeared in no time. The two waters mixing together, forming a dark sea green atmosphere. All that was left remained standing were Nazia and Tristen, each resting themselves in the centre of the pool's that was once divided up.
For a split second, the two stunningly stared at each other. Naked. Nazia boiled up in the face, seeing features on Tristen that she hadn't. Her mouth dropped in fascination. Her heart raced loudly, yet she didn't know why. Tristen gawked upon her mysterious beauty. Her hands sat on her mouth, noticing only two remotely shocked eyes.
"Are you okay, Nazia?" started Tristen, strutting slowly over to her and at the same time avoiding the hard stepping through the waters.
"I...I'm...sorry..." her saddened expression, looking down to the ground.
"What do you mean by that?" paused in his tracks, but Nazia interrupted, jumping out of the hot springs and stood on the edge to see Tristen's exposure. Her mind scattered. Never before had see seen a chest as built or so toned rich brown. Shaking her head, Nazia leapt back into reality, jumping steps to the exit of the bath. He noticed, that she was about to leave.
"Hey! What are you do..." he paused, looking down at himself. Coming to realise why she stammered. Tristen chuckled under his breath. "If I knew this would've happened, I'd be in a towel."
Twisting herself around, Nazia fled indoors. Swiping a towel off the floor as she ran, wrapping it around herself. She didn't know where to run, or where she headed, but if fate would lead her, she knew anywhere but here would be safe.
"Nazia! Wait! Come back!" he called out in the distance, running out of the pool to catch her.