For You
Author's Note: I am having such fun writing this, it isn't even funny.
Mariela: I can see it now . . . Mariela Kemp . . . ;)
Verona: Sly cowers. Okay, you can flatter me, you can flatter me! I hope you don't make a hole in your carpet, by the way.
Okay. To end my awful kind of cliffie.
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Chapter 15
What Were You Thinking?
"Making a bargain with the devil is like selling him your soul," I told her angrily, pacing in front of her. She took my anger quietly, a horror- stricken look on her face but nothing coming out of her red lips.
"What were you thinking, Kallisto?" I asked her. She shook her head, not answering me. I stalked over to her, putting my fingers under her chin and lifting her face up to look into my eyes.
"Tell me, Kallisto," I ordered. She opened her mouth, her lips trembling, then snapped her jaws shut, shaking her head from my grasp and backing up.
"Kallisto," I said softly, as if in a warning.
She looked up at me, her green and gold eyes misty.
"I'm sorry, Prince," she whispered.
"Sorry?" I repeated incredulously. "I asked what you were thinking, not an apology. Tell me, Kallisto. What were you thinking?"
"I was thinking of you!" she said loudly, and burst into tears. She sank to the ground, sobbing.
"I was only thinking of you." I stared at her.
"Me?" I blinked.
"Why were you thinking of me?" I asked, bewildered.
"Because I-"and she stopped. I waited.
"Yes?" I waited for her to go on.
"Because I want you to be safe," she whispered.
"I asked him to give me his word that he would not harm you or Princess Anna. You don't have to worry about your safety anymore-"
"Me?" I asked in amazement. "What about you?" She looked up at me.
"He also gave me his word about not biting me so I wouldn't be turned into . . ." I laughed.
"What does his word mean? He is a spawn of the devil. Words mean nothing to him." She made a strangled sound and looked at the floor, tears streaming down her cheeks. She made no attempt to stop them.
"He told me-"
"Yes, he told you, he tells you, he will tell you in the future things that will never come to be. He will bite you turning you into a minion and then you will come after me and Anna and kill us." She blinked, then started sobbing uncontrollably, as if she couldn't bear the thought of killing me.
"I would never . . ." I heard her whisper, and laughed again.
"Why not?" She shuddered.
"Because I . . ." I was getting annoyed.
"Because you what?" I demanded. She shuddered, then stood up slowly, walking over to me.
"Because I . . ." she said again, then gave a small sob and turned away from me. Waiting a minute, she then threw herself on the ground and made the sign of the cross.
"Father, please help me in my hour of need. Please give me the words to tell this man in front of me what I have wanted to tell him for eight long years. Please give me the words to free myself." And she crossed herself. She remained kneeling for a long moment, then stood up slowly again and came towards me. She reached for my hand. I let her take it, staring at her in bewilderment.
"Velkan," she whispered, then cleared her throat and tried again. She looked me straight in the eye.
"Velkan, I'm in love with you."
Author's Note: I am having such fun writing this, it isn't even funny.
Mariela: I can see it now . . . Mariela Kemp . . . ;)
Verona: Sly cowers. Okay, you can flatter me, you can flatter me! I hope you don't make a hole in your carpet, by the way.
Okay. To end my awful kind of cliffie.
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Chapter 15
What Were You Thinking?
"Making a bargain with the devil is like selling him your soul," I told her angrily, pacing in front of her. She took my anger quietly, a horror- stricken look on her face but nothing coming out of her red lips.
"What were you thinking, Kallisto?" I asked her. She shook her head, not answering me. I stalked over to her, putting my fingers under her chin and lifting her face up to look into my eyes.
"Tell me, Kallisto," I ordered. She opened her mouth, her lips trembling, then snapped her jaws shut, shaking her head from my grasp and backing up.
"Kallisto," I said softly, as if in a warning.
She looked up at me, her green and gold eyes misty.
"I'm sorry, Prince," she whispered.
"Sorry?" I repeated incredulously. "I asked what you were thinking, not an apology. Tell me, Kallisto. What were you thinking?"
"I was thinking of you!" she said loudly, and burst into tears. She sank to the ground, sobbing.
"I was only thinking of you." I stared at her.
"Me?" I blinked.
"Why were you thinking of me?" I asked, bewildered.
"Because I-"and she stopped. I waited.
"Yes?" I waited for her to go on.
"Because I want you to be safe," she whispered.
"I asked him to give me his word that he would not harm you or Princess Anna. You don't have to worry about your safety anymore-"
"Me?" I asked in amazement. "What about you?" She looked up at me.
"He also gave me his word about not biting me so I wouldn't be turned into . . ." I laughed.
"What does his word mean? He is a spawn of the devil. Words mean nothing to him." She made a strangled sound and looked at the floor, tears streaming down her cheeks. She made no attempt to stop them.
"He told me-"
"Yes, he told you, he tells you, he will tell you in the future things that will never come to be. He will bite you turning you into a minion and then you will come after me and Anna and kill us." She blinked, then started sobbing uncontrollably, as if she couldn't bear the thought of killing me.
"I would never . . ." I heard her whisper, and laughed again.
"Why not?" She shuddered.
"Because I . . ." I was getting annoyed.
"Because you what?" I demanded. She shuddered, then stood up slowly, walking over to me.
"Because I . . ." she said again, then gave a small sob and turned away from me. Waiting a minute, she then threw herself on the ground and made the sign of the cross.
"Father, please help me in my hour of need. Please give me the words to tell this man in front of me what I have wanted to tell him for eight long years. Please give me the words to free myself." And she crossed herself. She remained kneeling for a long moment, then stood up slowly again and came towards me. She reached for my hand. I let her take it, staring at her in bewilderment.
"Velkan," she whispered, then cleared her throat and tried again. She looked me straight in the eye.
"Velkan, I'm in love with you."