Raoul walked around the corridors, his disposition a bit flighty from the
fact that he didn't enjoy the ball at all. as always. But his restlessness
seemed altogether new because it had forced him to leave the comforts of
his room to walk around the corridors like a ghost. As he mindless
wandered, he heard a horrified muffle in the shadows. He ran to the source
of the sound to see a lady being forced to being laid by a drunken man.
But for some reason, the lady seemed to be a bit strong for she had been
able to land several serious punches in the man's face.
Displacing his curiousness, he immediately went to her aid and successfully grabbed the burly man and threw him against the wall.
"What the? What's the big idea you loser?!" the man shouted as he struggled back on his feet.
The lady whimpered softly and crouched against the opposite wall hidden from the shadows.
"It's not very civil to force a lady to bed. You should be hung for that."
"Don't tell me what's right and what's wrong. I'll do as I please!" and he launched himself on Raoul.
Raoul picked the man up easily and threw him against the wall again. "Leave the lady be and I might spare your life you scoundrel!"
The man rose up, scowled at him and then departed to his way.
"Lady are you all right?" he asked the crouching figure in the shadow.
".Raoul?" the figure asked softly, her voice quivering from fear and tears.
"KEL?! Mithros, Kel! Is that you?!" and he helped her on her feet.
Kel immediately hugged her hulking savior, immensely relieved by his timing. Her tears from fear changed to tears of relief, soaking his tunic completely. "Thank the Goddess, thank the Goddess," she repeated over and over again as she clung to him.
Raoul tightly hugged the quivering girl, knowing that at that moment, she had been on the verge of being violated.
The quivering bundle continued to hold dear to her savior, crying from relief, from terror, from the fear still left from her ordeal. This was nothing like the Chamber of the Ordeal. The chamber only revealed her deepest fear, nothing about the daily terror people experience in their life. The fear of being robbed, murdered, blackmailed, and for women. rape. The infallible Chamber of Ordeal wasn't so perfect after all. The Chamber had robbed their fear of the ordinary terror along with the supernatural. It had made them feel supernaturally invincible but now Kel was far from feeling invincible; she felt like a small child again. The terror that she had left behind to become a knight had come flooding back into her and she was left stripped of any strength against the fear.
Her fingers buried themselves into the burly knight's skin but he stood firm, continuing to hold the traumatized girl, knowing that whatever emotion she was going through was incomprehensible for him.
Her eyes wide, she looked up, tears still flooding in her eyes. "Is it okay if I-"
"Yes, it's okay," he said reassuringly.
Kel gave a weak smile and closed her eyes.
Raoul carried the slumping figure carefully to his room, gently laying her on his bed. She immediately curled up into a fetal position, grabbing some of his blanket like a baby. Raoul smiled genuinely and kissed her softly on the tear-stained cheek. "Good night my little angel."
Displacing his curiousness, he immediately went to her aid and successfully grabbed the burly man and threw him against the wall.
"What the? What's the big idea you loser?!" the man shouted as he struggled back on his feet.
The lady whimpered softly and crouched against the opposite wall hidden from the shadows.
"It's not very civil to force a lady to bed. You should be hung for that."
"Don't tell me what's right and what's wrong. I'll do as I please!" and he launched himself on Raoul.
Raoul picked the man up easily and threw him against the wall again. "Leave the lady be and I might spare your life you scoundrel!"
The man rose up, scowled at him and then departed to his way.
"Lady are you all right?" he asked the crouching figure in the shadow.
".Raoul?" the figure asked softly, her voice quivering from fear and tears.
"KEL?! Mithros, Kel! Is that you?!" and he helped her on her feet.
Kel immediately hugged her hulking savior, immensely relieved by his timing. Her tears from fear changed to tears of relief, soaking his tunic completely. "Thank the Goddess, thank the Goddess," she repeated over and over again as she clung to him.
Raoul tightly hugged the quivering girl, knowing that at that moment, she had been on the verge of being violated.
The quivering bundle continued to hold dear to her savior, crying from relief, from terror, from the fear still left from her ordeal. This was nothing like the Chamber of the Ordeal. The chamber only revealed her deepest fear, nothing about the daily terror people experience in their life. The fear of being robbed, murdered, blackmailed, and for women. rape. The infallible Chamber of Ordeal wasn't so perfect after all. The Chamber had robbed their fear of the ordinary terror along with the supernatural. It had made them feel supernaturally invincible but now Kel was far from feeling invincible; she felt like a small child again. The terror that she had left behind to become a knight had come flooding back into her and she was left stripped of any strength against the fear.
Her fingers buried themselves into the burly knight's skin but he stood firm, continuing to hold the traumatized girl, knowing that whatever emotion she was going through was incomprehensible for him.
Her eyes wide, she looked up, tears still flooding in her eyes. "Is it okay if I-"
"Yes, it's okay," he said reassuringly.
Kel gave a weak smile and closed her eyes.
Raoul carried the slumping figure carefully to his room, gently laying her on his bed. She immediately curled up into a fetal position, grabbing some of his blanket like a baby. Raoul smiled genuinely and kissed her softly on the tear-stained cheek. "Good night my little angel."