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I just knew my demon, my hell here on Earth was hiding in my chambers. I only understand now how I could find her when none other could have, we have been linked since her birth. I thought it was just my skill, but it never was, I couldn't school my features due to my rage.

Her face was so pale and scared and that right there made everything more fade, I just move closer to her my arms open to her. She understood and rushed into them her words mumbled against my chest. "Why Commander, why has she kept all this from me?" begging and sadness linger in her tone.

I held back the growl, she was never used to calling me anything other than Commander. I offered, "Princess, enough with the Commander, you're my love, my future wife, call me Gideon, please. She did what was best for you, keeping this from you wasn't right. But it doesn't change you Shaylee, it doesn't change how I feel about you." Why does she hold this power over me, to say what I feel regardless of the amount of affection I wanted to show!

Her head just moved with every breath I took, this was very soothing.

"What will other's think of me?" her small voice whispered. "Most already know, those who don't have, no need to know. You are a blessing, the very first Gargoyle-Gargoyle-witch born, there have been many tries but all failed ending in the infant's death. Your father was just a normal Gargoyle. But you, Shaylee, were meant to be here, meant for me," brining my large hands to touch and cup her slender face, her eyes glowed in her eyes I saw her. She was magnificent, her soul, her inner beauty somehow outshined the outer beauty she held.

I was always a risk-taker as I leaned down to kiss her once again because it was all I could think of as of late. Right as our lips nearly touched a bone-rattling knock was heard on my chamber door as I swore. "I swear to Michael," picking her right up and placing her into my bed before shutting her in, the dark blue hangings would hide her. It was Gale and Levi "The queen requests you at once, she is in much distress," It was due to the vanishing demon, once again.

No choice, "I am on my way," my words said in a haste and they understood leaving me, with my door shut I turn seeing her peeking out.

I say, "Don't leave, I will return, we will walk to dinner together. Change clothes and return to my chamber's," she wouldn't put up with this for long, I can't order her around any longer she was not a child.

Like I thought, "Gideon, is she hateful?"

"No, my Queen. She was just shocked and scared," the truth was best.

She stood, "I wronged her, why was she scared is my question,"

I answered her, I desired to be with Princess Shaylee right now. "Scared due to the other's knowing and not accepting her for who she is. She only desires to rule as well as you have and she thought this would hinder it. But she and I have spoken and all, for now, is well, you must change after a cup of tea the feast is soon. We can not have you looking frazzled," I smiled handing her the hot tea she so loved, she must calm before we entered the feast.

"You're right, thank you, my friend,"

When I returned to my chambers, she was absent so with haste I filled my bath, rose and jasmine and spices filled the steamy air as I just lost myself in the heat, the relaxation was all-encompassing.

Happiness was once so elusive for a man like me, but something changed, and it was because of her. Now I sat back and let the happiness soak right into my bones. Wanting the feeling to still be there when we're old. I closed his eyes and savored the moment that once I thought would never come to fruition.

"Commander Gideon," her voice chimed close, she arrived, and I was not fit for her to see. But I could not alert her this made me nervous that was weak, and I was never weak.

I close my eyes but not fully, I see her through my lashes as she poked her head in, like magic her face turned crimson with her blush. She looked long enough before she turned to flee when I called out to her. "Come back in Princess, I am yours now. I will be your husband, there will be no need to hesitate around me," I was not weak. She was mine and I was her's, soon she would see me the real me and she might not be so happy with what she finds lurking in my past.

She scoffed, "You're in a state of undress Commander Gideon, your purity,"

Reminding her once again, "It is Gideon or my husband. You soon will see all of me as I will see all of you. Not now but very soon, I required a hot bath. Your mother would care for words after dinner my Princess," now my eyes are open and watching her, the tint of red lingered as she was thinking. I wanted to smile knowing she was thinking of me to make her blush.

"I will make sure to talk with mother. Calling you Commander is such an ingrained trait it will take time to adjust to this," she was very right, this was not going to be as easy as I thought. Since she could talk I was Commander Gideon, and a few times I heard her call me a bloody cunt, something I thought Fin had thought her.

She just sat her ankles crossed as I bathed, now I gave her fair warning. "I am going to stand now; I must also dress for dinner. You may stay or you may rest in my chambers," smirking at her face as it turned beet red as she clamored to her feet nearly stumbling away from me in my state of undress. I let out a deep chuckle she was going to be mine, and I was thrilled with this.

With my body dry and with pants on I leave the bathing chamber and enter my room seeing her in my lounge chair, without words I finished dressing and held my hand out to her. "Come, my Princess," she took it without hesitation and together we walked the halls with everyone seeing us firmly together.

Her hand was so soft like some silk, velvet, and skin hybrid, but the way it fits into mine made my head spin. How was her hand made to fit mine when it was so fragile and small, but it did like a gift from our father Michael.

My eyes always watching her when possible, and right now she was nibbling her lip. "My Princess, you seem to be overthinking something. You're biting your lower lip, you have always done that when you tend to be overthinking little matters,"

She offered me a smile in return, "I was thinking, but it was no little matter. Soon things will be changing, I was thinking if I was ready, if I would be enough. Do you not have similar thoughts Commander?" I bowed my head to look at her, she was rather short, unlike her mother. This has also crossed my mind, I was never going to be worthy of her, her smiles, her touch, nothing was I worthy of.

I do push the feeling down, "Of course. I await the changes; they mean very much to me. I don't feel as if I am worth you, you're young, stunning beyond all, even our Queen, smart, and caring there are so many things about you, enough to stay here with you until dawn telling you them all. I am old, brave and I am yours Shaylee," now her eyes take on this liquid gem look.

We continued walking the grand hall doors stand open as Gargoyles entered for supper "Commander Gideon. Why do you have an accent, I have always wondered. But when I was young it would have been wrong to ask such personal questions to you," now I laughed, for once thinking of the one and very rare times this demon asked me anything.

I had always been in her life, so it was not far off in thinking that she never knew I was not from here like her mother. "I am from Perth, Australia, Princess." I gave her a look "Dinner than I will tell you how I came to be here, there is much you don't know my Princess." And much more I prayed she never uncovered about me, it was wrong to enter marriage with lies but there wouldn't be a marriage if she knew beforehand and the Queen was in firm agreement a fact that she was not thrilled with.

I hated to leave her alone when I heard she was having trouble, but Keziah was there, and I was needed to fend off another war.

The pillar of fiery smoke and dust, still boiling up from where the trap had been laid for the coming demons, many died. Days have gone by and my desire to be home was fueling my every move. It is mid-day as I stand with Levi and Khal we go over the next step in my plan, this battle had to end soon.

I only glanced up seeing Barachel and Gale walking into the tent, I nod at them. "Start to move them into place," I ordered Khal and his men.

Gale turned back to me, "My friend, my love only worries for her," he is offering me a sealed letter, only I as of now knew of his love for the younger Kylie. I took it with eager hands, my beefy finger ripping it open to see why she was writing to me.

As soon as I saw her stunning script it was clear.

It reads. "Commander Gideon,

Our Princess has not been faring well these last few days, she sleeps so little, if at all. She trains all day works with her mother until the feast, she has been having fainting spells from lack of sleep, she hardly eats. I worry for her; she looks so ill. I hope this letter finds you well.

-Kylie."

Gale gave me a look, "Thank you, to her as well. We end this battle now, the Princess is not well," I loathed myself for leaving her to roam in an ill state. The clangor of the swords had died away, the shouting of the slaughter was hushed; silence lay on the red-stained snow. The pale bleak sun that glittered so blindingly from the ice-fields and the snow-covered plains struck sheens of silver from rent corselet and broken blade, where the dead ascended or in the flames of damnation.

"Collect our fallen sashes, we have won another of the battles. But let us never forget the war rages around us and we will always be called to battle," my words hitting them as we together take care of ours before we depart.

But my anger grew knowing before we are to return home we are to stop in Perth, it was only for hours and that was my brothers saving grace.

My father was beaming alongside my mother, "I am happy for you son, so happy you opened your heart to love," my mother was thrilled. "I knew you would marry, and think you and the Princess will bless us all. You will be such a driving force in not only her protection but guidance with your age and wisdom," she was calling me old, age was a factor here.

My brother was in such an ill mood seeing me, he grew but he had nothing on me. I could hear his ramblings but more than once Gale or Levi held me back from murdering this little waste. My father was holding him back and I was held back by Levi and Barachel while Gale stood in front of me as my flesh and blood seethed in anger.

"I am the leader here, you unfit slob. I should have been the one at the Princess side as her husband, you will cause her death. I have loved her since I first saw her, she is mine. I will never be at this damnation, I will stand against it at every turn. You fail in all you do, Halo, Helena, and Theo now you will be the cause of her death and maybe not today or a week or years but in the end it is you who cause it," it hurt because he was right, I brought death every death he muttered was my fault.

"You were warned last time never to mention those names. Princess Shaylee belongs to no man, I belong to her she is mine, she will marry me because we love each other," and once I said it, it hit me that she loved me even when she refused to say it at some point she fell in love with me and that floored me.

It shut my anger down as I shook them off me, "Let us depart, I will see you at the palace for my coming wedding. Come or don't but mutter a word against and I will slit you from ear to ear be damned the consequences of it," this was his final warning, blood or not I would send him to our father Michael.

My body was alive even when tired, the closer we flew to home the more my body felt alive. I was covered in filth and blood but there was no time, she was in need of me. I moved to the hall of the beloved, seeing her moving up towards her chambers, the way she moved was sluggish and weak. Her complexion was so translucent now, pale would be better than this.

I call her, "My love, you look pale," she looked up seeing me and color started to flood her face once again.

She answered in a low voice, "I have not been well," that was it as I held her close, my body covering her's just taking solace in her presence.

"I know, word came to me from a little bird you have been very ill, not eating, fainting. Come to my chambers, I must bathe before supper and you already look more beautiful than the sun and stars." Be damned who saw as I grasp her hand pulling her along, I was not right to do so, it was just my selfish desire to be near her after so long apart. Many looked but we are to be married these things are normal for us now. I just walk from her running my bathe adding in the oils that would soothe me when it hit me she would soon bathe with me and the oils would be long forgotten as she would soothe me.

She looked so sick and lost as I grasped her cold face, muttering, "I missed you, my Princess," I kissed her but when her lips came upon mine in a sweet kiss before I rested my forehead on her's, we both had our eyes closed. "I missed you very much, Gideon," she admitted a faint chuckle escaped my mouth, she missed me it made everything worth it now.

I was bold and I hoped she was not offended by it as I undressed with her still in the very same room, I walked from her but I could feel her staring but was not sure if it was myself she was staring at.

I was relaxed when she finally entered her voice calm now, "How were your travels?"

"They were well; we ran into some infested spots before we made it to Perth. My family is ready for their journey to meet the Princess and my future wife. My brother was a rather unpleasant one, during my time there."

"Was there cause for his ill mood?"

I smirked, "As he sees it, it should have been him the leader of our clans to have had the honor of your hand, not me, I just am a Commander and Queens guard," not something I should find humorous, but I let out a chuckle as she looked worried.

"I see,"

I asked, "Why did you choose me?" now it was my demon who gave a smirk "That is for me to know," I leaped from the filled tub the water hitting the floor, she screamed covering her eyes her small body curled into itself as I let out a booming laugh, that served her right.

"You barbarian," she was laughing, and it sends such pleasure through me.

"Let me dress so we might eat, or we can just stay in and have dinner in bed," my voice wasn't of humor as she gave me a withering look, however, will I pass the ritual? "Nye, you may dress so we may head to the hall, good sir,"

Now I knew it was me she was glancing at in such a way, lucky I was not facing her or my blush would have been seen, and that was not going to happen. Dressed I smiled down at her with my hand ready for her to grasp.

"I am ready," she took it.

We left my room together…