AN: this chapter contains minor mature themes. O.o

Chapter Trois: Mémoires Sinistres

"Lost are we, and only so far punished,

That without hope we live only on desire"

Dante Alighieri's "Inferno" (Canto IV, lines 41-42)

Payon

Vehuia Residence

Midnight

Azrael was in his bed, staring blankly on the ceiling; building castles in the sky. "Marielle…" he whispered in the air, "Oh how I enjoyed that night…your nakedness, your mad kisses and your screams of pain, and yet it means more and satisfaction…"

"But" he paused, "we never got married, before we did that. I was seventeen, you were sixteen…we were naïve"

"Remember, we were supposed to be eloping… but your father found out…"

He closed his eyes, and began to dream of that night…memories came back.

Outskirts of Alde Baran,

1:30 am

It was raining hard, an assassin and a blacksmith were hoping to find shelter, and it was Azrael and Marielle.

"Are you sure they are not going to find us?" Marielle as she was running. Azrael was holding her hand tightly as he can. "God forbid" he said.

The rain was pouring hard…and they found this old abandoned house. They entered it, and decided to settle in for the night.

Marielle looked at the window, viewing the mountainous region and the border of Alde Baran and Juno. The assassin embraced her, kissing and licking her neck. Marielle moaned, as she pushed lightly the assassin's head to her neck.

"More…" she sighed desirably. He bit her neck softly, she moaned louder. Azrael was unbuttoning the blacksmith's shirt. Caressing and cupping and squeezing her breast tightly as he can. "Let's make love…here…" he said, making him hornier.

She unbuttoned her shorts, took away her undergarments. And pushed the assassin to the floor, "Enjoy my nakedness" she said with an evil glare. "Hmph…" he groaned. Marielle began to unclothe the assassin. She removed the shirt, it exposed his six-packed abdomen. Finally she removed his pants.

All night, they made love. Groaning and moaning of sexual desire. Until some one barged into the door.

"Marielle!" a voice boomed.

They were cut of their love-making. "Fa-Father!" Marielle exclaimed, covering her nakedness.

"How could you" her father said angrily, while slapping her hardly, "Why'd you do this unholy task?"

"Because I love him!"

This enraged the paladin even more. He punched Azrael in the cheekbone, and sends him flying across the room, "Bastard!"

Marielle began to cry, "Azrael…I am sorry"

"When she has a child…we're sending it to you…you're responsible for this mess"

He agreed, "I promise…"

Azrael woke up…it was morning already.

He rubbed his face, just to wake up. "What a nightmare…"

Then he heard a familiar voice, "DAAAAAAAAAAAAADY"