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ah... I made serveral booboos. In this chapter, Alfeegie's alive. He spontaneously came back to life! It's a miracle! HOORAY! Anyway, the last few paragraghs of the last chapter were actually part of this one but w/e. I'm writing this on the fly so things may be screwy. I don't know exactly how I shall unfold things or what the things are that I need to unfold. So being the bad arthor taht I am, i shall torture you when constant uncertainty! Seriously, I hate that too as a reader so I'll try my best get it striaghtened out but this is not the top of my project lists. And I don't want to stop working on it like I did before 'cause I lost friends on the online world and I;m sad about that. Plus, nevermind, I'm only losing readers.

Chapter Four: No Demon Shall Live a Dragon

"Whoa."

Thatz smiled though the gestured could hardly be seen. The girl along with her new-found name had been summoned into the inner chambers of Lord Lykouleon and the thief could amazement when he saw-err-heard it.

Lykouleon looked at the girl through watery eyes. He could conceal such things easily (so many years mocking Tetheus had paid off well) but he couldn't deny that she was living and standing and breathing. That was beyond anything he'd dreamed of.

Nick, on the other hand, was about to go insane. Here she was, in the whatever-fancy room they called it, with the Lord of the castle without so much as a bodyguard and the usual "detainments". They were not getting her, she repeated in her head. Whatever they wanted with her, whatever they were trying to trick out of her, was hers and she would do anything to keep it hers whether she wished to believe the kindness or not. She wished it and begged for it silently in her head that the smiles and FOOD and everything were real. But she had grown up differently and wasn't even aware of her inner feelings. Inside, she was hollow.

"Please sit," the man offered eagerly as if remembering she was there. He seemed distracted. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you stand if you're still tired. If not, I can understand you wanting to stretch after your long recovery."

She took her seat humbly and looked to the floor. No eye contact. That was the second thing she had ever learned…

"Nick is it?" He began trying to make her more comfortable by calling her by name. That usually made the guests relax a bit.

"That man outside named me," she answered unexpectedly. "You may call me whatever you wish me to be called."

The way the girl talked surprised him. She looked no older than her third decade but she certainly was no child. Yet, the innocence in her tone, in her features… She looked as though she was being scolded for stealing cookies before dinner.

He kneeled down taking the armrests of the chair softly in his hands and looked up making eye contact. "What is your real name?" he asked as if addressing an eight-year old.

This wasn't supposed to happen.

They're kindness… was it? She had never known it before, merely observed it in the city before coming here. This new world was dangerous for the outside to trend on, as it was the same for all new experiences. They always ended in a new way of punishment. She would have liked to believe the green-haired man when he gave her food, but the weakness had left. She was strong enough to resist their ways once again. But HE, this man, was beyond demonic. To torment so openly to her face, smiling and acting as if he truly cared! Her real name? Her real name was a thousand different curses in a thousand different languages. Her real name was bitterness a voice would make when speaking to her. Her real name was owned by her master and for that she was never worthy enough to be called. Her real name was her master's. If this heartless man truly wanted her real name, she would not be the one punished by withholding it.

"Nadil," she said as if condemning the man in front of her. She had not meant to dress it in hatred and disgust. It sounded much vulgar a word. She had never said it before and probably never would again.

The name had surprised Lykoulean. How this fallen angel had the name of the devil was a sin in his mind. He took a deep breath. The hatred in her eyes when speaking…

Alfeegie walked in and stopped. "What is it?" he asked his aqua-haired friend.

"Kaistern has just returned with troubling news," Alfeegie said briefly. "I didn't know you were holding conference."

"It's alright," Lykouleon said. He looked at the girl. "Perhaps it is best for you to walk around, see the castle, maybe. I'll have Tetheus escort you. However, first you shall be given more suitable clothes." He tried to smile at her but he somehow doubted it's meaning. Nick-he would not call her that other awful name-nodded and rose, leaving the men alone.

Alfeegie looked at his lord. "I may not have known about your conference, my Lord, but I did hear some of your conversation. You would have a demon of Nadil's openly stroll the castle ground?" He looked as if about to burn a hole through Lykoulean with his eyes alone (his tone would have sliced him into pieces first).

"If she were demon, she would not be well in the castle," Lykoulean said with a confidence that surprised even him.

"Begging your pardon, my Lord, but demons have gotten in before."

"Then perhaps you should be getting ready for battle," the Lord scolded. "Tetheus can handle whatever she may do. But I don't think Nadil could create a creature such as that."

"Nadil has many powers." Alfeegie reminded.

"Yes, but his soul wouldn't allow something like this." With that, Lykoulean moved to the door and waited for Alfeegie to pass. "No Rath," he told the officer.

He would have smiled if the mood wasn't as stern. "No Rath," Alfeegie said.

TBC...

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