Chapter Three
Starfire sat by the large bay window in her room and held the book to her chest. No book had ever made her feel this way; it was like Libiath was there in the room with her now. She could almost feel him caressing her face, she could practically smell him. She closed her eyes and smiled. No guy had ever kissed her like that. And the guy that did was in her imagination. Maybe no man in the universe could ever love her as deeply and truly like she had felt Libiath. This thought brought a tear to her eye. But Libiath isn't real, all these thoughts she was fighting herself with was for a man that existed only between the covers of a book. And in her mind. Starfire looked down at the book, and sighed. If it was the best love she could get, maybe she should just set the book down and go and rejoin the rest of the world. But as she sat up and set the book on the windowsill, her heart immediately began to break. She continued to walk across the room, but with each step, her heart ached. When her hand was finally on the door, her heart was beating so painfully that she felt as though it was going to jump out of her body. She quickly flew back to the window and engrossed herself in the books pages once again.
'Libiath stood on the edge of the moat and looked up the castle's side. He could see the tallest tower where the king was holding his lover captive. He jumped easily over the moat and dug his fingers into the soft wood that made up the drawbridge. He climbed to the top and pried open the drawbridge from the castle. He drew his sword and jumped onto a row of unsuspecting guards, cutting their throats with one fast movement. He ran to the row of stairs and climbed to the tower. None other than Prince Roland, who drew his sword and stood at fighting stance, guarded the entrance to his loves room.
"Never, not ever, shall you take her," The prince said evilly.
"There you are fatefully wrong," Libiath said, jumping and plunging his sword into the Princes heart.
The prince stood stunned as Libiath removed the sword and stepped back. Prince Roland breathed out slowly, fell on the floor and never moved again.
Libiath kicked the princes' body to the side and broke down the heavy oak door and ran inside. There on the four-poster bed lay his lover, her head tilted and smiling peacefully . . .'
Again, Starfire felt the edging tiredness. She laid her forehead against the window and fell asleep.
Starfire was walking through the black smoky mist. As many times as Libiath had visited her in her dreams, they were always in this black smoke. But instead of walking straight into more black smoke, the world seemed to spin and suddenly she was in a large green field. There in the middle of the grass, sat Libiath, waiting for her. She flew to him and threw her arms around him.
"Libiath . . ." Starfire whispered, edging her face closer to his. He brushed his lips against hers and laid her down on the grass.
"You haven't told anyone about us, have you?" He asked, his deep voice seemed to spin around her head.
"No, they would not trust me to be able to decipher if my dreams were safe. They would not understand." She said running her hand through his dark hair.
"Good, let's keep us this way." He said brushing his lips against hers again. "Would you like me to be able to speak to you outside of your dreams?"
"How?" Starfire asked.
"Simply clear your mind," He said, lifting he hands and closing her eyes. "Clear your mind."
She focused on clearing her mind, suddenly; a sharp pain and a knocking sound woke her up.
"Hey Star! It's me! Can I come in?" Cyborgs voice echoed through Starfires mind as she quickly came back to reality.
"I fear that I am busy, may you please come back later?" Starfire called back, hoping Cyborg would respect her wishes and come back later.
"Please! You've been in there all day. If you come down, I'll make us some food, how about that Star?" Cyborg called back.
'Don't leave me Starfire, please don't . . .' Libiath whispered into her ear. She turned startled.
"Is this how you are to keep in contact with me?" Starfire whispered back.
'Yes, now tell your friend to leave, I want you to myself . . .' He whispered back. She could feel him pull her close to her and felt his hand travel down her front . . .
Starfires stomach growled angrily. She was hungry, she had not eaten since she had discovered the book down in the living room and had not grabbed anything as her curiosity bore her up to her room to read the contents of the book. "No Cyborg, I shall come down later. Then we shall consume a meal together, I promise." She heard Cyborg sigh and walk down the hall. She returned to her book.
'Libiath kicked the princes' body to the side and broke down the heavy oak door and ran inside. There on the four-poster bed lay his lover, her head tilted and smiling peacefully . . .'
Another knocking at her door awoke Starfire out of her imagination. Angrily she crossed the room and opened the door slightly. There, kneeling in a striped shirt, a drawn on moustache and a rose between his teeth was Beastboy.
"Mon Cherry," His fake French accent pronouncing the words in a way a toddler would. "Would you like to go to the movies with me? We would have fun and make beautiful music together." Beastboy smiled and handed her the rose. And switching off the fake accent he stood. "What do you say, we were all going to go see 'Terror from the Deep'! Come on, we'll have fun!"
"No Beastboy, I shall go to the movies with you tomorrow, I promise." And she turned and closed the door.
"Dude, she rejected me! No lady can reject the adorable cuteness of Beastboy, it's just not possible! Maybe she's sick or something." Beastboy said as he walked back to Robin's room where they were all meeting.
Robin shook his head. "Okay, I tried to get her out of her room earlier this morning, I doubt she'll change her mind. But drastic times call for drastic measures. Come on guys." Cyborg and Beastboy followed Robin out of the room and down the hall to Starfires.
"Starfire! You've given us no other choice. We're giving you to the count of three or we're breaking this door down and taking you out for pizza. One . . ."
'Quickly hide the book!' Libiath whispered urgently.
Starfire looked up and hurriedly looked for a secure place to hide it.
"Two . . ."
She flew to her closet and hid it in a basket under a pile of freshly folded shirts.
'I shall not speak while your friends are around, but you must get back as soon as possible. Keep in mind what happened before when you tried to leave. . . ' Libiath whispered, almost sinisterly. Starfire breathed in deeply, scared at what Libiath seemed to have threatened.
"Three!" And with the last word still echoing in the air, a large crash was heard as Cyborg easily punched the door down. In one quick movement, Robin had seized Starfire around the stomach and was carrying her out of the room.
"Robin! I truly doubt that such a time would call for the lifting and removal of a fellow teammate! Please reinstate me to my room!" But Beast boy had grabbed her around the legs and Cyborg was leading them down the hall and out of Titans Tower.