Chapter 3: Musings of Love

Ishtar refused her lessons, and her arguments were much better than last time. And so, they gave her what she desired for that day. However, she still had nothing to do but think about what fell through her head. "Duzie..." Her voice faintly said, causing the napping kawl to half open it's eyes.

'I just want...this feeling to leave. This feeling to need to hold Duzie up close. I just want to get this strange emotion off my chest. That feeling when Duzie held me close in the rain, and the feeling he gave me when he held me close this morning.'

"Duzie?" Her voice was more confident now her her resolve, and she turned to teh kawl expectantly. The kawl this time opened it's eyes fully, rubbing the sleepy specks from it's eyes. "I want to talk to you Duzie." The kawl transformed to the vampire king in response, checking if anyone else was watching.

"What did you want to talk about Ishtar?"

"Duzie, why did you go searching for me?"

"I was worried about your safety."

"That's not it, you held me close and all..."

"Well...I..." The usually logical thinker tried to choose his words in vain. He couldn't figure out what to say to her.

'I can't just say this feeling to her, she'll probably get so illogical she'll throw her pillows at me. The way she's been acting for the past hour though...'

"I'm in love with you." The girl's eyes widened as she stared almost surprised and excited. However, Duzell quickly prepared himself to transform into a kawl to avoid her violent streak.

"That's all it is?" Her voice regained footing and she went closer the undead being's body as she sat down against his lap. "I think I feel the same way." She leaned her head into the shoulder, her well eye candy like covered body against his chest.

"You do?"

"Yeah, I haven't been able to really...know before yesterday." Her face looked down as he put his arms around her body on his lap. "The quest still remains unfinished."

"Would you rather not have to face the end of the quest?"

"What do you mean? It's my obligation!" The yell caused the undead vampire to push her off and turn into a kawl while she assumed a more like herself position. Darres opened the door as if in danger.

"Princess Ishtar, was someone just in here?" He couldn't help but feel some sort of death glare from the kawl, and his mind still couldn't register anything was right about the creature.

"No, I'm thinking about the dress over there." The male seemed sufficed with the explanation and nodded. He still hated the kawl's death glare, and wondered if he was on fire vaguely. When he left Ishtar turned to the kawl and pet it behind it's ears.

"I think you're right Duzie."

TBC...