SO SORRY! DDD: This have taken too much time, but there have just been so many things in my life lately that it was hard to get it done! D:
Well, about this chapter, you can call it a filler... kind of, but you get a little taste of Orias situation ^^
I don't quite know what to think about this chapter, when i started on it I was in the rhythm of writing english, then I held a looong pause, and I totally failed on the english part 3 Maybe it's a little boring chapter? I don't know, actually!
AND I have another ting to say! I have decided that the story itself will be named: A Renaissance tale, and you can say that the story: Guardian of The Apple is like book 1, because I have been thinking and thinking, and I have decided that when this story is done, Guardian of The Apple, there will be a sequel, which will be like book 2 in this series.
I hope you will be following until then! But that will be in the future… course there is a long way to go, before Guardian of The Apple is finished, I can say that for sure!
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Chapter 6
In a matter of time
To redeem myself of the mistake I had made, I was giving my help to the man, trying to get him home without any more accidents. We made it to his cluttered home. After he had opened the door, I took some tentative steps in and the amount of things to gaze upon and take in were numerous. There were so many things I had never seen or even come across before. There were items everywhere, sitting on the floor, tables and shelves. Books were on the ground making pillars; it wouldn't be surprising if they would reach the ceiling someday.
"I apologize for the mess. If I had knew a young bella like you would come to my workshop, I would certainly had cleaned up some more." I was surprised by his apology, but I just shook my head gently with a smile curled over my lips when I caught sight of him..
"Hehe, it's quite alright Leonardo. You don't need to worry about it, but I must say that I'm impressed! You really have a great talent" Leonardo looked at me as I walked around the shop, but in moderation. I approached him as I finished looking around. Several paintings were hidden behind a sputtered apron; some hung still unfinished at the countless easels throughout the place.
"If there is anything I can help you with, don't hesitate to ask." I simply smiled at Leonardo's kindness and nodded once in understanding. He really did make me forget everything about Ezio and the fact that he had been an annoying bastard who really had pissed me off to a point where I had to just run away. I had never thought that he would do that;never, and certainly not with me, a servant. I felt pretty stupid for not taking Claudia's warning serious, since she had been right all along.
"Can I be so bold to ask why you were yelling out in anger before?" Leonardo asked in his kind voice, his cunning eyes peering at me. I was a little surprised since he had heard me, the man who himself had been I deep thoughts, but then again, I had been yelling pretty loud to not be noticed by anyone. It made me flush a little in embarrassment.
"Well, it's a long story, you can say…," I said, a little uncertain, but he just gave one of his friendly smiles. It was as if I had known him for a long time. I felt so relaxed around him and my tense shoulders fell. He showed me a place where I could sit with a gently gesture, and I followed without hesitate.
(this line stands for a star)
After an unknown time had passed by, I had released my anger on the matter with Ezio, and after having the time to actually think what had happened, it was as if my anger got to a whole new level. The poor Leonardo must have had a giant headache by the vociferous voice of mine. As I finished the explaination, I still sat on the chair with heavy body moments caused by my breathless state. It felt so great to let it all out that I totally forgot about my manners. I looked cautiously to Leonardo, as if I was worried about how he would look at me now after having reveled my loud-mouthed self.
But he was just sitting with a gentle smile and warm eyes, looking at me with polite interest. Then he grunted low in his throat, straightened his back.
"Sounds like he was drunk," he declared calmly. I just snorted irritably back with my eyes fiercely the other way by that answer.
"That doesn't make me less angry!" I retorted bluntly. Childish, I know, and I sure didn't try to sound very mature, but the confusion was overwhelming and now where I had gotten the time to think over all the things that had happened, I didn't know how to react. I was a normal girl, with the exception of the lost memory, weapons and too many small scars. It wasn't something that would hit you in your eyes when you saw me, but if you looked after you would have noticed them.
With crossed arms and ocean blue-eyes locked on another place than Leonardo's face, I sat there not saying anything anymore. The silence grew between us since Leonardo didn't say anything either. I finally looked upon him from the corner of my eyes, a little interested in what he was doing now. When I focused on him, I could see that he was too tired now, and being that gentleman that he was, he wouldn't ask a 'lady' like me to leave. I smiled softly and sighed quietly, loosened up in my position and patted him gently on his shoulder, with a mild expression.
"Thank you for your time Leonardo, but I think it's time for me to go now."I wouldn't my anger out on him; he had suffered enough of it anyway. I stood up from the chair that I had been sitting on for what my stiff muscles told me was a long time. He looked at me, and nodded a little as a sign that he understood what I was getting at and he followed me to the door.
Before leaving, I stopped briefly and looked at him again, still with a little smile on my lips. "Leonardo, may I come again?" I asked, a little humbled, not really sure if he wanted to have anything to do with me, but I was happily surprised when his whole face turned into a big warm smile.
"Of course you can! I would be delighted if you would take some of your time to come and visit me!" My own face flourished into a big smile before I slipped out the door with a waving hand to Leonardo, who was standing in the doorway, waving back at me until I disappeared around the corner.
There was something about this girl who was now waving happily as she ran along the street in the night. The deep blue eyes wasn't something he had seen often, and through he himself was one of the very few with blue eyes, was it as if hers was something totally different. As he had been sitting with her, hearing her story, more than one idea to a picture had popped up in his mind. That itself wasn't normally, but the young and spirited girl, who hadn't been laying fingers inbetween how she had felt, had awakened his curiosity of this girl.
He waved a little to the girl before she disappeared complete from hit sight. He knew that this night's sleep would probably go to his pencil and paper, the ideas was to promising to give up.
The night air was comforting; a little chilly, but nothing so bad or to freezing. My legs carried me forward in their regular jogging speed on the dead quiet street of Florence. After some time, however, my speed died a little by little, and then entirely. I stood still, not knowing if I should be going home to the palazzo with Ezio and his family in it or have some more time for myself. It was as if Leonardo's comfortable and tranquil frame that had soothed my anger had been erased as I got farther and farther away from him. Now I was in a more confused state than ever—maybe Ezio had been drunk and wasn't thinking about it as much as I was now, but still I couldn't find head or tail in the whole mess.
My eyes searched a little, from one street to another, as if the one street would look more tempting then the other. I sighed and then turned right, the path that led away from home.
She looked surprised at me when she saw me come wading through the stall as if it was the most normal thing to do in the middle of the night. She snorted short at me with an eager movements with her head and then just as I was in range, she snuggled the black head of hers into me. She was so warm and I automatically began to cuddle against her as my hand stroke her warm skin with the night black fur.
"Hey girl, did you miss me?" I whispered with a mild voice but after that my voice just died, nothing really came out after that for a while. I began to feel an unfamiliar yet known feeling; it actually confused me, but the troubled worried within me lighted up faster than expected. Scura could feel the sudden changed and shook slightly with her head at me just to take a better look at me as if to check if everything was alright. What met her eyes was expression not known to me yet. A mischievous smile and lively night blue eyes filled with night stars in them.
"Let's go for a ride girl!" I open the stall door and let myself in.
This time I didn't saddle her entirely up - the saddle was left behind. The bridle was the only thing Scura was wearing this time. With a bit of tension we sneaked out of the barn. We couldn't be discovered there, otherwise ours newborn adventured would be stopped. Scura was much more discreet than usual and her two dark and two ivory-colored hooves said virtually nothing against the barn floor. So in simple terms we tiptoed into the dark night which was filled with big white smiling stars.
With a little help from a tree stump, I got a good jump onto her back. After I had adjusted my posture, getting my hands on the reins, I looked around a little bit. I knew where we were going. The first time I had been riding with the Auditore brothers I had seen a lot of godlike nature, and after that - when I had got the time to ride - I had been exploring.
With night as their shelter and the moon as their light, they continued along one of the many off trails which were not man-made. Oria had put the eager Scura in a calm gallop, and in small irregular snort that made her nostrils widen, she blew a warm white breath out in the cool air. The farther they went in the terrain, the denser it got and became extraneous to travelers, but to the black mare and it's rider it was nothing. It was as if they were in the rhythm of the nature around them and with each other. What Oria didn't see, Scura saw and what Scura didn't see, Oria saw. They were a good team. They knew each other and every little signal they send the other understood them completely.
Scura's strong slender legs carried them both in an elegance moments in this calm gallop where the four hooves rambled over the earth with a deep and life full sound after them, making their sign that they had been here with the marks of hooves on the ground. In the night green world they were in, surrounded them and made them invisibly for every other then themselves.
The trees was hanging out over the little trail that was as good as vanished by the grass, letting many of their leaves almost kiss the ground with their smooth lips of green. The brown curly hair was dancing in the wind and the moments of the gallop, and the blue dress was placed carefully enough not to show anything that wasn't supposed to show even through the darkness of the night was more than enough to hide.
With a steady hold on the reins and a little squeeze with my bare legs, I got Scura to hold still for a minute. I looked around to make a short notify as to where we were, and soon after I got Scura into trot, and then turned left into what would seem like nothing but trees and bushes. But this was where the magic came. Just beyond the big wall of nothing but plants a little animal-trail took life and twisted itself around the terrain, around trees and bushes, making way through the high grass and other weeds. By this time our light was almost lost, the treetops only let little patches of the pale moonlight through, but Scura knew where we were going. She knew exactly where to plant her hooves. With simply this we got through the big forest without any incidents.
A fox, a predator of the night, looked at us with its lightened eyes some meters away, holding a steady gaze at us, seeing if we were a threat or not, but after Scura made some strong moments with her neck it decided that it was best to go, leaving us alone. There was no warning that the forest would stop at anytime; other than that, there was more moonlight in our surroundings. We had been going uphill for a short while and now, it was becoming flat once again, but also finished. Scura stopped automatically before a huge cliff took formation before our eyes. With several meters down to the bottom that screamed certain death in my mind, I got Scura to turned to the side so I better could look down.
She only tripped a little when she wasn't so sure about the distance to the gap of death but I got her to stand still, the deep and powerful noise of splashing water hit our ears and couldn't hide from our attention. A glory deafening waterfall had taken a majestic place into the opposite canyon and fell with its gushing water into the large lake that received and keep its water levels in balance from the waterfall. A small but big enough for us, trail took us way down to the bottom.
Scura took steady steps to get us safely down, small stones and rock would sometimes glide down and make Scura stop abruptly, but with some persuasion she would keep going. I sighed lightly when Scura had all four hooves on the plain grass, and the tense feeling that had been in her body loosened up at the second. I was overwhelmed by the sight, I had never seen it in the night, and now the water looked like silver with thousand stars captured in it. I jumped off of Scura, letting her go free - I already knew that she wouldn't run away.
"What do you say girl, good decision, right?" I looked back over my shoulder at her, but she had already lost her interest in me for the time being; I found her eating grass. A sigh left me and I just briefly shook my head and went further to the edge of the lake with a smile. I sat down and simply looked at the flow of the water the waterfall made, down where the water was less powerful and much calmer then up there where we had came from. It calmed my troubled heart and mind, and left me with nothing but feeling of relief. Soon I found myself closing my eyes, and with that I laid down on the soft grass looking short on the stars and then, my dark blue eyes said goodbye to the surroundings for the time being, letting my ears be the primary contact of the world around me.
Darkness was no more; instead, there was light, warm shiny light was pouring down from the sky, making the whole place alike the so called Eden. A garden of paradise. Laughter tore the silence apart and with that, it was as if all kind of sounds suddenly broke into the world.
"Oria! Oria! Aww, Come on ORIANA! Wake UP!" A childish voice broke the slumbering of the little Oriana who got a big shock when the little sister of hers suddenly stood over her, yelling in her ear. A big clash was made from their heads collided together with each other, when Oria had sat up in a fast moments, too fast for the sister to catch up. Oria fell down on earth, just to get herself up yet again. She rubbed her little forehead while a little cough broke free.
"Damn you, Melia! Why can't you just let me sleep? It was a really good dream too!" The young Melia smiled a wry one and a teasing sparkle shined through her eyes.
"I bet it was! You were muttering Enzo's name!" The cheeks of Oria suddenly became very red and she looked almost shocked for a second, until she shouted out loud in a little heavy voice.
"I DID NOT!" Melia was almost dying of laughing by the outburst from her older sister.
"HAHAHAHA, you SO did!" She got out inbeween her grins.
"I DID NOT, I SAID!" Oria yelled again, but she couldn't get her sister to listen and then she pushed her, so little Melia rolled on the soft grass still laughing, but seeing that nothing worked with her irritating little eight-year old sister, Oria laid down beside Melia and laughed with her.
"You really like him, don't you?" Melia asked after they had grinned almost tears. Oria looked a little on her, and this time it was hers turn to tease.
"Mela, Mela, Mela, that's adult-talk, a little girl like you shouldn't stick her nose in such things!" Oria smiled triumphant and looked at her sister out of the corner of her deep blue eyes. Mela sat up in a fast movement, staring at her sister as she quickly got her response out.
"Hey! You're not an adult yourself! You're just three years older than me!"
"But there's still three whole years between us! And that's a lot you know!" Mela just sad there staring annoyed at her sister, her ten-year old sister. Oria could see that she was annoyed by the facts, and agreed with herself what should be done about it.
"Let's go!" She said while taking a hold on one of Melas hands and then she began to drag her with her.
"Where are we going?" The little confused Mela busted out, but Oria didn't answer, just heading forward, moving a little of the many leaves from the long branches and bushes that stood in their way.
"This, my dear Mela, is only the beginning." Oria grinned, as she stepped out from Melas viewpoint and saw Melas' confused face that soon completely changed by the sight that laid before them.
"...Wow" She blinked with the small eyes of hers just to checked if she was dreaming or not. She was awake. A big waterfall embraced by rocks, ended in a little calm lake. Wild flowers were blooming everywhere, in every color.
"Oria, you're the best!" Mela said fast and threw her arms around Oria in a big sister-hug. "We will always be together!" Mela whispered in her sister's arms and that left Oria with a soft smile on her face.
"Yeah, always..." She answered.
When I finally woke up, I had troubling opening my eyes again. I felt empty, I felt that something was missing, I felt like I had just had a dream that meant much to me, but I couldn't remember it. I felt like crying.
I could hear how Scura's hooves were near me, she was coming closer and then I felt her warm breathe against my face, which made me open my eyes.
"Hey girl, finished eating?" I caressed her while looking her in her brown eyes. "Then let's go home" I stood up, brushing my dress slightly, and took a hold on the reins. How much I had slept I wasn't sure, but the moon was still high up in the sky. So an half a hour was my best shot of the time that had been going by as I had slept.
After using a rock to fling myself up onto her back, I sat Scura in a light trot against the long trail up. It was a little steep, but nothing we couldn't handled.
But as we were going uphill Scura reacted on something, she stopped completely on the hill, at that time I had to hold onto her mane just be sure that I wouldn't fall off. Scura's ears were now dancing in all directions, making sure where this unknown sound came from. I got a little tense by this. This just meant that we weren't alone anymore, something was out there, something I couldn't see, and that made me nervous.
"Let's go girl!" I whispered as I leaned a little forward, closer to her ear, which in that instant gave me some of her awareness. My feet poked to her flanks and in the next she had sat herself in a gallop. This was creeping me out, I could feel more than one pair of eyes laying on us, and it was as if they were burning in my very soul. A branch cracked somewhere near us and a shock went through my whole being. I could hear my own breathing now, and then... it was like hell broke loose.
I heard a rush that cut through the air and then it was as if a small pressure of wind collided against me. I felt like screaming but I didn't have the time, I just felt something inside me that took control, as if I had done this more than once. Arrows was rushing through that air with us as their target. Scura whined as one almost got her at her breast but she had just in time stopped and now reared while kicking with her forelegs, this got her to slide a little backwards with small multiple stones gliding beside her hooves. The arrow had instead met with the hard wall of rocks and soil, the same fate as many other arrows got.
This time it wasn't just a little poked against her flanks, we had to get away and fast. Scura threw herself forward in gallop in a speed not used today, and soon we were at the top of the cliff. There wasn't time for a little breath after the way up from that devilish hill, neither had I the time to think what was actually going on. When another arrow was flying fairly close towards us, my right hand was quick to search down to my hips, but never found what my mind had been seeking for. Instead I got Scura turned hard right and got out from the arrows firing line just in time.
The nerve wreaking silence got in the next moment broke by the hoarse voices of men that now began to show themselves.
"You are not getting away this time!" One of them yelled and then I could hear how more than one horse was put in gallop towards us. I hadn't time to see them. I just knew this was where we had to run. After had been standing on top of the cliff just to get a little perspective over the situation, Scura was now running like mad. Her hooves sounded like thundered against the ground. I knew that the trees in the forest would be a good shelter form the arrows. It only took few steps before we were covert in night green colors from all the leaves, but the men followed us inside the big carpet of trees and bushes.
Scura was fast and she knew how to maneuver in this dense growth of plants, but it was hard on me and my bare legs, more than once I could feel blackberry bushes rake my bare legs or when a branch was just in head high and I had to dodge just in time.
My eyes got a good shot of how fast the other riders were and theirs horses, they weren't just usually guards. These men were to experience in this. I felt something came fast from behind which made me react impulsive, making Scura turn almost straight left. How the hell I was still sitting on her back, without saddle, was only something the Gods could answer to, I just thought that it was lucky, but my choice of going left made us off itinerary, and suddenly our trail was nonexistent. I soon found out that these men could fire arrows as they were riding, but when doing so, their horse would slower down, making some distance between us.
"COME ON GIRL! FASTER!" I yelled with a strong and proven voice. My heels kicked at her flanks and Scura reacted very on this, making her strides a lot longer, taking in more ground within every step. She snorted loud while her dilated nostrils moved fast, making loud sounds. I could feel her body warm like a big blanket under me, she was beginning to become sweaty.
I looked around, seeing how the men were meters away but up besides us. Trees were separating us. A sharp feeling was growing inside me. We weren't rid of theses annoying bastards yet.
Arrows was flying around us like a mild rain, and they were coming from behind from the men who had dispersed and making sure that the arrows wasn't off trail, which meant that the arrows was only near Scura and me.
The terrain was making certain that we could only almost run straight forward, and I didn't even knew where we were anymore, expect that it was a place in Italy. Right now I really could have used some help, but my mind was only screaming safety first, than scream help later.
I felt like crying and laughing when I saw what destiny just had thrown at us, was it actually trying to let me get caught or just having some fun, I didn't know. I just knew that I had to jump for the very first time after all I could recall. A big, dead tree was lying in our path. My mind frizzed for a short moment, but Scura snorted once again, but this time for me, making me so calm you could be in our situation, but something different also happened, it was simply as if my body took the control, knowing what to do and how to do it.
Once again my legs pressed against Scuras sides, making her steps a little shorter, taking a better grip at the reins and then, Scura sat off to a big jump. In that moment it was as if everything was standing still. It was only after Scura had run for a while after the jump that I understand what had just happened. I looked shocked over my shoulder, just to look much more shocked when my eyes caught the arrows. In a minute I had dodge one arrow by a few inches. Cold sweat was driving down my forehead by the thought of an arrow sticking out from my dead body.
Soon the forest was shutting down, not letting us get anymore protecting. We were almost running out on a huge meadow.
Crap, crap, crap, crap!
The speed was taking up once again, but lucky Scura was still the faster horse, but she was starting to get tired of all the sudden running. For once I let a hand glide over her warm neck, as if I was petting her.
"Sorry Scura, but just a little more!" I said humbled, this was tearing down my energy. I was too tired to do this anymore. But my little moment of not being fully concentrated was that little instant they needed. A sharp pain shot through me just a little over my right hip. I hissed loud of pain and looked down just to find a red wound that was now providing pass for the blood. It wasn't deep but that didn't made the pain lesser. The arrow wasn't there, so it hadn't got enough to bid in to stay.
"Cazzo! (fuck)" I wheezed through my teeth, making a hold onto the wound with my left hand. I could feel how the warm liquid drifted around my fingers, making the blue fabric a dark Bordeaux color. I looked back with a cold snarling gaze at the men. Seven men were behind me, making their horses ready to yet again to run us down, this was the first time were I actually could see them completely. They didn't look like normally guards, either their clothes or how there were riding. They all had black caps with hoods on, which was hiding their bodies and the faces.
It felt like there was no ending to this meadow, it looked everlasting, but my eyes were deceiving me. It looked like a straight line with this meadow and the next, but this meadow ended in a little hill which leaded down to a trail, a trail to the city Florence. A big wood sign with black letters had the word Florence on it. I never thought that I would be so happy to see the letters of that city.
Scura glided down the hill but on the last part she jumped in a gallop paces down on the trail, making a bigger pain increase for a short moment in my side. I hissed in a sharp tone but needed to think about something different. Some of the men followed down to the trail while three others decided to run along the hills edge. It was as if Scura suddenly had more energy left and then shot like an arrow through the air, but the horses on the hill was following with us better than them behind, I could just barely see out from the corner of my eyes that one of the men was prepared to shoot another arrow.
Scura lifted her hinds high up in the air, making me a little surprised, but none than less I was still on her, and the arrow had only smashed with the ground. I felt suddenly how a light feeling was seeking through me when I saw that warm red city, which I had now lived in for almost two months. I was so relieved when we finally were only few meters away from the big gate that lead into the city, lucky this was still open.
But when we were almost inside was there something in me that made Scura stop, she had got too much speed on that she had to glide a little before standing still, but even there she was still in some few movements, not really letting her front legs be on the ground for long, dancing a little around, but I didn't think about that, she was too fired up. But why, why did my body knew something I didn't, why where there something in me that just knew that we were safe inside this city for now.
I soon found out that some meters away all the men that had been chasing me had stopped and their horses was now tripping around after such a rush with adrenaline pounding in our bodies. They didn't move an inch closer after that invisible line and then they were about to turn around. They only got a few time of mine before it was to nerve breaking, and Scura yet again galloped in high speed into the sleeping city.
We took the fastest but also the quietest streets we could take home, when we were near the palazzo I finally snapped together in pain, I gasped after air and my free hand had to hold onto the reins and some of Scura's mane, just to hold me on. I didn't have any more energy left, this was just too much, and the scariest thing I sure ever had experienced and yet I didn't cry one single tear of fear. My legs were completely numb and I knew I couldn't walk, which had made me ride all the way home, but what now... I gasped again and then my fingers were numb too, I couldn't hold onto her anymore, and I felt how I was beginning to slide down her back.
I had lost too much blood and black spots were dancing in my eyesight, damn why was I just so unlucky?
I was only waiting for the pain from hitting the ground hard, but it never came, and never did I feel the gravity rip in me much, instead I felt something warm and breathing. Arms, I saw white fabric around the arms and leather gloves on the hands.
"Oria!" The voice was husky and slightly included, I already knew who it was and that made me calm. Giovanni looked worried and a little wondering over seeing me and Scura here, but he soon found out about the wound.
Ooh, it's Giovanni, hey Giovanni! My mind was playing with me, it was as if I was talking to him, but not really doing it.
"Cosa é successo? (what happened)" He asked with a little wavering voice, with really gentle movements he turned me a little around, so he better could look me an, but the only thing I really noticed and remembered was that his clothes was quite different from what he normally would wear.
That's quite some fancy clothes you have there, Giovanni. He didn't know what my mind was saying and looked me over, from top to toe; making sure that he didn't oversee something. Than after a short while he left me up in his arms and began to walk towards the gateway of the palazzo. After that my eyes closed completely and I didn't see or hear after that.
The next thing I knew I was in my bed, my body was sore, not really wanting to suddenly move, but nonetheless it did as I wanted, and let a hand glide over my face, just to wake myself a little more up. What had happened after? One thing for sure, I didn't have my blue dress on, and my wound was bandaged, not bleeding anymore. I guess I would survive this, which was a good thing…
"Oria! Would you mind telling me what have happened?" Waah, sweet Jesus, had he been there the whole time? Giovanni stepped out from the shadows, looking upon me with a little suspicious glance, well, no surprise really. Your maid had just happened to come home in the middle of the night bloody wounded and on a horse, collapsing, I guess it wasn't so unimaginable how ones master would look at you.
I sighed shortly, thinking how I should explain something I didn't understand myself. Guess I would start at the beginning, which would be… with Ezio. I sank a lump in my throat as I began to feel how a warm feeling was spreading through me. It was a strange annoyance that was swelling up inside me. Strange it was, because shouldn't I be more concerning of what had just happened instead of that damn thing with Ezio?
Well in the end I was telling almost everything to Giovanni. But this time when I was talking to him, he felt much more mysterious than he ever had before. Maybe it was because of his clothes, but that couldn't be because of that. It made absolutely no sense at all.
When I came to the point when I got hit by the arrow I suddenly realize something, I hadn't my blue dress on and my wound was done, that would mean that Giovanni had… before I realized it my cheeks was beginning to be flushed. Giovanni saw this and thus a smile began to spread on his narrow lips.
"Don't worry I got some help with the wound and clothes," he answered to my unspoken question. I did understand what he meant by help, but who? That questions answer came through the doorway just as soon I had thought about it. Maria came towards me and then sat on the bed, laying a hand on my forehead just to check if I had fever, luckily I didn't.
"How are you?" her voice was calm and with a dark eyes that followed with it. She was the essence of calm in my eyes.
"I guess… fine?" I said, not actually feeling any pain in my lower body, but when I moved a little I could as sure as hell feel it. Damn, too fast to say such things.
"I guess not" Maria noted from the aching expression of mine. Giovanni was still silence, watching observing at me, as if he was trying to get all secret out just by watching.
"And you have no idea of why they wanted you?" I just shook my head a little and looked more or less into the air in an empty stare.
"Hmm," was the only sound I got from Giovanni before he began to walk towards the door. "For now, just take some days off until you can move again without pain. I will see what I can found out about this, but for the time being it's best if you don't tell this to anybody at all." He was right, it would be too dangerous to let other people know. Maria and I looked at him a last time before he disappeared from the room, leaving us alone.
Maria turned towards me and smiled silenced at me.
"Now, try to get some sleep." With that it was Marias turn to walk out from the room, leaving me by myself. After laying down on the bed once again, I closed my eyes. This time, I had a different feeling in my body, and I didn't have any words to express it. It was like hell was soon to break loose, but could be avoided if something was done soon, but my mind couldn't take anymore thinking and shut down after that, leaving me to a dreamless sleep.
This was chapter 6! Hope you enjoy this, and didn't think it was totally boring x3 - next our lovely Assassin will be there 8D tihi 3
(was that just a spoiler? - naaah! xD)
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