The priestess entered the cavern and saw darkness. At first, she waited for some moments pass by. Nothing happens. She waited a little more, still, nothing happens. She started mumbling a poem to herself. Then she started singing. Later she stood in this corner, walked, sat down, and stood up and walked in circles again.

She sighed. She turned her head and looked around. She saw nothing.

"I have been here for a million times now, I should a used to it. Or should I? " she asked to herself. She took a deep breath and sighed. "Lord Meily?" She received no response. "Lord Meily," she asked again; still no answer. "I guess I should try it louder. Lord Meily!" she shouted out. Suddenly, light sprang out of nowhere.

"Ahhhh, thanks goodness," she whispered to herself.

"My child, why have you come?" a voice of a rather old woman from the light said.

"I have never come here for a long time now, milord," Melissa said.

"I suppose you have something to enlighten me," the voice inquired in a very calm voice.

"Honestly, there is," she said. The voice gave a mumble.

"What is it precious one?" the voice coldly asked.

"Milord, it is about the man you showed me. The one you said would be my savior," she said and held her head low.

"What about him?" said the voice.

"He was supposed to save me but most of the time, I am the one coming to his aid," the girl said with an arrogant voice.

"Are you blaming me of my choice, child?" the voice exclaimed. It was angry, the light started to change red like blazing fire in the forest. Melissa shook of terror. She saw the flare and her eyes opened widely. She was afraid. She didn't know what to do.

"No, milord," she answered back quickly with a shaky voice. "How could I do that?" She bit her lip and wrapped her arms around her. She felt cold. She was turning pale.

"My child, I know better than what you think. I wouldn't choose a man that would never be for you. He has shown himself worthy in most times where you thought he was worth nothing," the voice explained. The light was turning back to pale blue. It was calm and the voice sounded more like a mother to her.

"At first he seemed useless to me," Melissa told her. "I never thought he was worth praise. I was wrong"

The voice gave no response making her think she should go on.

"I don't understand why him. There are a lot others more. There are some who are brave, strong, wise, charming, or even humble too. But him? He is arrogant, useless, nonsense and he can't even cast his spells right! I mean, is it really him?" she said and was sounding as to very bewildered,

"My child, you are strong. You are wise and very beautiful. Did you ever think about what if I weren't like this? What if I weren't beautiful? What if I weren't wise? With what you have right now, you don't need another who is also as perfect as you are. If I gave you a knight who is too wise and sweet, would you enjoy every journey? Of course not!" the voice said and started laughing.

"I understand. Milord, I should be leaving now," Melissa said with reverence. She bowed and started walking away.

"Melissa," the voice called out.

"My lord?" she asked with a confused voice.

"Be honest with me child," the voice said. Melissa gave a puzzled look and raised her brow.

"What is she talking about?" she whispered to herself.

"Tell me, are you beginning to fall for him?" it asked with certainty.

"Who?" she answered.

"The sorcerer they call Louie," it said.

Melissa gave a grin. Later, she started laughing. "Lord Meily, of all people, why Louie?" she said with a larking tone.

The light was turning orange and yellow. "Honesty, my child, is the best retort," it said with aloud and fuming tone. Her heartbeat was fast. She can't breathe normally.

She was shocked. What would she say? Is she really falling for Louie? No. Not Louie, never Louie. "With all due respect, milord, I can't fall for my savior," she tremblingly said.

The light came to pale blue. Melissa's heart beat right again.

"Why would she ask a question like that? The mistress is wise and powerful, but how would she say such when I couldn't even feel I like him? I wonder why, but in second thought, I'm beginning to like him. I fell for his eyes before and since then those eyes were my reason for seeing him. I can't be wrong, the lady was right. I am falling for Louie, I just can't seem to take it, that it is true," she thought to herself. The silence lasted for a while. The light was like a gas that was floating but never was it blown away. It was just right there. It doesn't run out, it doesn't add up. It was pale blue. It was beautiful to the eyes. No wonder they call her sacred, she is filled with honor and wonderment. She really is a lord, Lord Meily.

"I can feel stillness in you. You finally accepted what I said," the voice blurted out. It broke the silence.

"You read me. Why Louie?" Melissa cheerlessly asked.

"I can never say," the voice said in dismal. "You said you fell for his eyes, you know that was never bona fide. The first time you saw him, you hated him. But as time went by, you began to like him just because the way he makes you feel."

"The way he makes me feel?" she inquired with bewilderment.

"His actions, his answers, his everything, the way he looks at you mean something. You know that he wants to say something right?" the voice told her.

"I don't know," she mumbled. "I liked him but he can't like me. There is Ila, Genie, and Merill. What about the other girls we meet in the way? He can choose any of them and not even notice I'm here."

"There's no point of feeling sorry. Go along now; your friends are out there for you come back if you feel any better. I would be waiting and expecting your return," the voice said with a satisfied tone.

"I am pleased to have run into you, milord. I have to go," she said and bid farewell.

She walked and stayed and a blank stare. She dressed well and went straight to her room. She sat in front of the mirror and brushed her golden hair. She began to think of the things she and Lord Meily have talked about.

"Louie," she sighed and took a deep breath. "Hmmp, I can't believe I fell for you." She started laughing to herself. "Until now I can't understand I have u even when I didn't want you." She was taken up by her thoughts not minding the time passing by. There nothing in her psyches but Louie and everything about him. Then, there was a sudden knock at the door. She dropped her brushed and came back to her senses. She was surprised because no one knew her room, or even if someone did, they would never recognize it. "Hmmmmm, I wonder who this is," she wondered and stood to open the door. She was already holding the knob but something struck her and made her stop. She felt cold and nervous. Who could this be? She held the knob tightly and was growing pale. Her heartbeat was fast. "What's happening?" she asked.

TO BE CONTINUED

did you like it I mean, I worked for quite a long time for this…. And I think it's a bit corny, watcha think! Anyway, tell me if ya liked it and also, thanks for the reviews, I really appreciate it. I know I aint good in writing but I have great ideas I juz dunno how to put things in order… and also, id luv 2 hear from u….. its 4 development you know! heeheeheee…… hope u liked it! Till then…. Parme, out!