Next part! It's not as heavy as the previous, but it'll work its way back there. Please R&R, I really hope you stick with me! ^.^
Chapter 2
The silence was as crushing as Dimitri's kiss, the pressure of it pushing on my skin, like feverish little fingers. I had to shake the shiver of pleasure out of my body, there would be time to resume what I left later.
'Lissa?' My voice fell dead a foot in front; bawdy and big decoration meant that sound was buffered completely. Even the scream that had ripped me away from my lover had been muffled. I spotted her, crouched by the window, the rain lashing against it. She looked so tiny, shaking from some chill of temperature or heart, and… Bleeding?
'Liss!' Rushing to her side I stumbled over my limbs and my words. She didn't fight me when I pulled her into my arms, she didn't even look at me when I asked her how and why and when. Expressionless, emotionless, numb.
The over indulgent drapes made the perfect make-shift bandage, rather them than my shirt! Not again, not again, I kept repeating in my head. With the bond broken, I had hoped that Lissa's self harming would have disappeared with it. At least now she had control of her powers…
Looking at her dull expression, I wondered if perhaps this was for a far more primal reason for the mess she's made of her arms. I quickly patched her up and sent away the worried courtful of people hovering outside the room. They had seen Christian leave and had heard through the grapevine that their sovereign was ill.
'She's fine. Just tired. Now leave.' I slammed the door for effect, 'I wouldn't even think about eavesdropping out there either!' I yelled through the wood.
'Lissa, please, say something,' I'd sat her in bed and approached carefully, her stoney gaze was scaring me, 'what did he do?' That was it. Whatever I'd said had snapped her back to reality:
'What did he do?' She threw her head back and laughed, 'Nothing. Absolutely nothing. And therein lies the problem.'
'Seriously, Liss, you need to tell me what's going on!' I put my hands on my hips and played the guardian card. She laughed again, the sound strange and almost surreal.
'As Queen, I need tell you nothing. Leave me.' She waved her hand dismissively towards the door. Shock rooted me to the spot and dropped my jaw to the floor. 'I said leave. You are dismissed. If I need you, I'll send someone.'
I wanted to argue. But there was something unsettling about her steely gaze, it reminded me of the same look Christian had bestowed upon me. I made a flourish and a mock bow and stalked away from her, slamming the door again for good measure. Dismissed indeed!
I needed to find Dimitri.