A/N – Pointless filler chapter, bear with me! Lotsa reviewers! Now I feel really bad for this pointless crap!
Shadow of neph – No more loneliness for my baby! x
Nina-chan – Thank you! I have to be nice to him, what with him being so damn gorgeous x
DilaZirk – Yeah I thought he might be a little keen though seeing as he's been lonely for so long…oh well…I thought he might be a little wary to so I took a risk with the first choice, oh well whatever thanks for the review x
Linkluvr – Yay for Linkluvr! x
Black Shadow – and I shall look out for it, ta much! x
Chapter 3 – Home
Lyra skipped across the fields, trying to return to her home before darkness set in. She succeeded, but only just and her mother glared at her through pursed lips as she slipped through the front door. Her mother was sitting on the reclining chair, knitting some of the wool Lance had brought in from the day.
"Where have you been?" her mother asked, her lips still pursed together as if she had just tasted of a rather sour lemon.
"I just went for a walk, mother," Lyra said, sweetly and innocently.
"Where?" her mother demanded, "I sent Lance out after you and he couldn't find you."
"Really?" Lyra asked, feigning shock, "I didn't go far, mother," she backed away towards the door, "and now, I'm rather tired, if you'll excuse me, I want to go to bed," she smiled, whipping herself through the door, before her mother could question her further. Unfortunately she found herself almost pressed against Lance, who had been waiting in the hall beyond the living room.
"Lyra," he smiled, cheerfully, "I couldn't find you, earlier, how are you feeling?"
"Fine, Lance…" she muttered, aware that she had forced herself uncomfortably close to the aid, "I'm going to go to bed, though good night."
"Good night, Lyra," Lance whispered, leaning in and planting a kiss on her cheek. She mustered a smile before walking as fast as decency would allow, back to her room.
Once inside she shut the door and leaned against it, breathing a deep sigh before stepping forward and letting herself fall onto the bed.
She rolled over and looked around. Her room was barely habitable, it was tiny, small enough only for her bed and a small closet to keep the same kind of dresses clean and tidy. There was a small table beside her bed, big enough only for the candle and the box of matches she kept there.
Striking a match, she lit the candle, before it became too dark to even do that much. Then, pushing herself up to kneel upon her bed, she looked out the small window and pushed it open, allowing the sweet, night air to caress her. The window was the best part of her room. It wasn't particularly large, but she it had a thick windowsill, allowing her to lean her entire upper body, comfortably on it and out into the world.
Her room was at the back of the house, the window quite far from the ground allowed her a beautiful view of the moonlit field and the mountains beyond.
Resting her head at an angle upon her arm, she looked up at the mountain, recounting her meeting with the mysterious Nightmare. She still didn't know that much about him, she still didn't know why he remained up in the mountain, shunning human contact and living in conditions only a wild animal would endure. Closing the window, she lay back on her bed, finding that her mind was still full of thoughts for the blonde man.
Her mind was full of questions that he had been reluctant to answer. She tried to blank her mind to allow her a peaceful sleep, but to no avail. Thoughts of Nightmare swam around in her head and she found herself wanting to be back in the cave with him, if just to talk to him. She so wanted to find out why he was there and why he became so aggressive all of a sudden…But she would have to wait until tomorrow.
TBC