This story dedicated to Peophin-chan, 'cause you be nice to me
Chapter Two: No Name
A breeze blew making her cold. She never liked to be cold and she pulled the sheets around her tighter. Wait, sheets? She had never had sheets…
Slowly she opened her eyes and found herself in a bed. A very comfortable bed. And inside a very nice room with a very large window. Where the heck…?
She sat up slowly, wincing at the slight pain in her side. It was probably a broken rib but she'd live; she had felt much worse. She swung her legs over the edge on the bed and tried to stand.
Her legs were sore, really sore. But nevertheless she stood and wobbled over to the mirror that was positioned in one of the room's corners. She gasped when she saw her reflection.
Her forehead was wrapped and bandaged-so that's why she was lightheaded- and she had different, lighter clothes on. Under them, her whole torso was wrapped and she could feel the bandages on her back. Her left hand was covered-she had burned it- and she couldn't remember why she was so hurt.
But that wasn't what had surprised. She could stand pain and heat and cold and whatever else. It was the long golden hair, light-gray eyes and scar-less face that was not her own that startled her. Where was her short, blue and black haircut? Where were her dead blue eyes? Where was her scar that started under her right eye and ended at the edge of her mouth? Were her ears pointed!
"Who am I?" she whispered in horror. She slowly lowered herself in front of the mirror, still in shock. Questions circled in her mind.
The door opened and a nurse entered, startled to see the patient that had been a dead weight in bed for the past two and a half weeks on the floor in front of the mirror.
"Miss! Are you alright?" She asked helping the young lady up.
The girl looked at her in confusion. "Who are you?" she asked in a rather scary tone.
Lykouleon was tired. It seemed like the days were getting longer and longer. He would go through ordinary routines in a kind of slumped. Not even one of Alfeegi's ridiculous lectures would pull him out of it (if Alfeegi were still alive). He wasn't the only one to notice, either. The others were worried. It was Ruwalk who finally suggested fresh air and a nice walk.
So Lykouleon ventured outside alone and sat down by a large tree. The day was beautiful with birds chirping and the sunshine would brighten his spirits right up with-
Who was he kidding? He wasn't at peace. Inside, his thoughts were raging like an open water storm. Images of the disaster he had seen echoed throughout his being.
He had thought they had gotten the best of Nadil when they took back Cesia. But now he was feeling utterly helpless by the fact that the Demon Lord had succeeded in the homicide of an entire village!
It was how Nadil wanted him to feel; how the dark youkai had planned it. And Lykouleon hated him for it.
Rath sighed. Confined to his room… again. Stupid Ruwalk just had to be around the last corner before Thatz could sneak him out…
"Oh well," he said out loud as he opened his window and climbing out. He could always bug Rune. Let's see, he's usually somewhere near the garden this time of day…
The nurse shook her head, bewildered. "L-Lilolla," She answered. "You've been unconscious in the castle now for seventeen days. When the Lord brought you in covered in blood, I thought you would never wake. May I ask your name?"
But the girl was too busy thinking things through. The events that led to her being her flashed by as a blur. It had all happened so fast. And now…where was she? She had barely been able to kill that forsaken beast, she couldn't have walked all the way to another city. Had someone brought her in?
The nurse led her to the bed after figuring she wouldn't get an answer. "Must have been traumatizing. After I heard the rumors, I couldn't believe they found you so…Well, you seem okay now. Pretty lucky, you are. Even the Lord was concerned…"
The nurse was so nice that the girl didn't want to remind her that she had no idea what she was going on about. Who was "the Lord"?
The nurse disappeared out the door, mumbling something about not enough food because "that" ate it all…
The girl would've smiled at the nurse's happiness to do her job if she wasn't concerned about where she was. That woman had said something about a lord and a castle so a rich man had probably brought her in. But that still didn't tell her where she was.
After she thought the way would be clear, she got up again and cracked the door. Sunshine poured in and she jumped back frightened. After a moment, she tried to see out the small crack. She wasn't used to sunlight, nor had she liked it very much due to how much it stung. But she was different now. Her face and hair were different, perhaps… She decided to chance it.
Slowly, she walked out into the open air. It felt different. The light didn't sting, and the air wasn't so muggy and foul, not at all how she was used to. The whole atmosphere seemed surreal.
"So you're up," a deep voice spoke behind her. She turned both frightened and ready to take whatever blow was coming. But none came. The man merely watched with his dark eyes.
"Who are you?" she asked in a shaky voice. She could have sworn she had seen him somewhere before. His eyes created a fear she knew by no one but of her masters. Yet…
Before the man gave an answer, a boy turned the corner and spotted them.
"Hey Tetheus," Thatz greeted causally. "You haven't seen Rath, have you?"
"Not since Ruwalk caught you two sneaking out," the man said. He was always so serious…
The thief shrugged in innocence and turned toward the girl. "And you are…"
She didn't know what to say. "Umm, I-I don't have a name…" Well, it was true, wasn't it? Still, she couldn't help but think she probably should've made up something. After all, no one knew her here. She could be anyone she wanted to be. Too late now…
"Well, what do they call you?" Thatz tried again.
"Nothing you repeat in polite company," she stated. There, she blew it again. Stupid, stupid, stupid…
"Okay…" Thatz mumbles giving a glance at Tetheus who in no way was thinking the same thing for he was silent and looking at the girl. They stood there for a minute and still he said nothing.
The girl shifted uncomfortably. She glanced at the green-haired boy but mostly at his scar. Her scar had been similar, though she doubted they had gotten it the same way. She turned back to the taller man. His silence is scaring me…
"Thatz, you will escort the miss to His Highness. I have to secure the castle." With that, he began walking.
"Alrighty then…" Thatz said, sighing. He clamped his hands together and smiled. "One trip to His Highness. You wouldn't mind stopping by the kitchen, would ya? I haven't eaten my second lunch yet."
The girl looked down. She was starving, had been since she could remember. She was never feed enough, maybe she could steal some of their food later. She'd have to do it tonight and she would have to take enough to hold her over for when she snuck out of this place. That she was sure of, she couldn't stay here. Not for long. Never for long.
to be continued...