For Him
Disclaimer: You know the drill.
Author's Note: Reviews so quick! I'm so happy!
Verona: Well, I wasn't going to end it, dummy! Not there! Sheesh. What do you take me for, and idiot? (rhetorical question, please don't answer ;) About the whole Velkan is stupid thing . . . he's not stupid, he just wanted to forget after they proclaimed her dead. The sister act (good movie) yes I decided to make Anna help her a bit. Though I do see her as a problem with the Velkan/Kallisto romance, I don't see her as an enemy like Dracula . . . but she does complicate things just a little (gross understatement). And I don't know. Yet.
TheEvilQueen: Also hot Velkan. ;) And it won't be too much of Anna keeping Velkan away from Kallisto . . . it'll be more Kallisto keeping Velkan away from Kallisto. The Valerious Mansion is a little big, you know. Anna won't always be there. You know?
A/N: I'm bringing in a little surprise in a little while.
Not what you think, by the way.
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Chapter 8
Saving Kallisto
When I woke up, it was in the afternoon, the bright sun glaring at me through the open drapes. Anna stood in front of my bed, her hands on her hips.
"You've slept long enough," she told me, "now it is time to find out how we are to keep you safe." She helped me get up, my whole body creaking, and walked me over to a big cupboard. She opened it up and I saw simple gowns and some pants and shirts in there as well. She looked at me questioningly, and I tugged shyly at a brown frock, which she pulled from it's post and helped me put on. Then she led me to the library.
It was so huge. It was wonderful. I already knew I was going to spend a lot of my time here, in this huge room full of books.
Anna sat me on the sofa, which was a deep burgundy. I sank into the soft plush, and Anna sat in a large burgundy armchair. We sat for a few minutes, then the door opened again and in walked the man of my dreams. And heart. He came in, looking at Anna, then smiling at me. I shivered and looked away. Anna was glaring at him. I thanked her silently. Maybe Anna would save from myself.
Velkan moved towards me, and came to sit next to me on the sofa. I shivered again and clutched onto the armrest with white fingers. My breathing was gone. Then Anna saved me.
"Uh, Velkan, why don't you sit over here!" She said, pointing to the armchair next to hers. I stared in the opposite direction of Velkan, at the door, but I could feel his eyes on me as he got up slowly and made his way to the armchair. He glared at Anna a moment, then turned to stare at me. His gaze made my cheeks flush and my head hurt.
He knew what he was doing to me. The only question was, why did he want to make me suffer?
Anna started talking, but I was too wrapped up in trying to escape Velkan's gaze. He was so . . . unlike him. But sometimes, like now, he reminded me of the one whom I spent four years with. The Nameless One.
I was startled out of my thoughts by Anna yelling. At first I thought she was yelling at me, then felt relief when it was at Velkan.
Velkan!
"What is wrong with you? I cannot believe you! You are worse than-"Anna saw me and she forced her face into a smile.
"Kallisto," she said through clenched teeth, then pulled Velkan up and they went into the hall. I stood up slowly, wanting to go to the door and listen, but I managed to restrain myself.
I walked around the large room, running my hands over the books. I found a big one and picked it out slowly, feeling the smooth fabric of the book cover under my fingers. I opened it and felt the rough pages.
I took the book to the nearest armchair and sank in, staring at the book in my hands for a little while, loving the scent of the pages. After a while, I opened the book again and flipped to the first page. I started reading, slowly. The letters swam in front of my eyes and I slammed the book shut.
Had I forgotten how to read?
I sat in the chair for a minute, and I closed my eyes, breathing deep. Do not hyperventilate. You can read. And I opened the book again.
The letters swam for a few seconds, then righted themselves. I sighed heavily in relief and started to read.
I read for a couple of minutes, then I heard a voice behind me. Or maybe it was in front of me. Had the door opened? Had Anna and Velkan come back in without me knowing? I looked up and was caught in a vortex of swirling blacks and navy blues. The eyes that I had seen for four years. The eyes I had seen in the throws of passion instead of the one whom I love.
"Kallisto."
Disclaimer: You know the drill.
Author's Note: Reviews so quick! I'm so happy!
Verona: Well, I wasn't going to end it, dummy! Not there! Sheesh. What do you take me for, and idiot? (rhetorical question, please don't answer ;) About the whole Velkan is stupid thing . . . he's not stupid, he just wanted to forget after they proclaimed her dead. The sister act (good movie) yes I decided to make Anna help her a bit. Though I do see her as a problem with the Velkan/Kallisto romance, I don't see her as an enemy like Dracula . . . but she does complicate things just a little (gross understatement). And I don't know. Yet.
TheEvilQueen: Also hot Velkan. ;) And it won't be too much of Anna keeping Velkan away from Kallisto . . . it'll be more Kallisto keeping Velkan away from Kallisto. The Valerious Mansion is a little big, you know. Anna won't always be there. You know?
A/N: I'm bringing in a little surprise in a little while.
Not what you think, by the way.
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Chapter 8
Saving Kallisto
When I woke up, it was in the afternoon, the bright sun glaring at me through the open drapes. Anna stood in front of my bed, her hands on her hips.
"You've slept long enough," she told me, "now it is time to find out how we are to keep you safe." She helped me get up, my whole body creaking, and walked me over to a big cupboard. She opened it up and I saw simple gowns and some pants and shirts in there as well. She looked at me questioningly, and I tugged shyly at a brown frock, which she pulled from it's post and helped me put on. Then she led me to the library.
It was so huge. It was wonderful. I already knew I was going to spend a lot of my time here, in this huge room full of books.
Anna sat me on the sofa, which was a deep burgundy. I sank into the soft plush, and Anna sat in a large burgundy armchair. We sat for a few minutes, then the door opened again and in walked the man of my dreams. And heart. He came in, looking at Anna, then smiling at me. I shivered and looked away. Anna was glaring at him. I thanked her silently. Maybe Anna would save from myself.
Velkan moved towards me, and came to sit next to me on the sofa. I shivered again and clutched onto the armrest with white fingers. My breathing was gone. Then Anna saved me.
"Uh, Velkan, why don't you sit over here!" She said, pointing to the armchair next to hers. I stared in the opposite direction of Velkan, at the door, but I could feel his eyes on me as he got up slowly and made his way to the armchair. He glared at Anna a moment, then turned to stare at me. His gaze made my cheeks flush and my head hurt.
He knew what he was doing to me. The only question was, why did he want to make me suffer?
Anna started talking, but I was too wrapped up in trying to escape Velkan's gaze. He was so . . . unlike him. But sometimes, like now, he reminded me of the one whom I spent four years with. The Nameless One.
I was startled out of my thoughts by Anna yelling. At first I thought she was yelling at me, then felt relief when it was at Velkan.
Velkan!
"What is wrong with you? I cannot believe you! You are worse than-"Anna saw me and she forced her face into a smile.
"Kallisto," she said through clenched teeth, then pulled Velkan up and they went into the hall. I stood up slowly, wanting to go to the door and listen, but I managed to restrain myself.
I walked around the large room, running my hands over the books. I found a big one and picked it out slowly, feeling the smooth fabric of the book cover under my fingers. I opened it and felt the rough pages.
I took the book to the nearest armchair and sank in, staring at the book in my hands for a little while, loving the scent of the pages. After a while, I opened the book again and flipped to the first page. I started reading, slowly. The letters swam in front of my eyes and I slammed the book shut.
Had I forgotten how to read?
I sat in the chair for a minute, and I closed my eyes, breathing deep. Do not hyperventilate. You can read. And I opened the book again.
The letters swam for a few seconds, then righted themselves. I sighed heavily in relief and started to read.
I read for a couple of minutes, then I heard a voice behind me. Or maybe it was in front of me. Had the door opened? Had Anna and Velkan come back in without me knowing? I looked up and was caught in a vortex of swirling blacks and navy blues. The eyes that I had seen for four years. The eyes I had seen in the throws of passion instead of the one whom I love.
"Kallisto."