Meus Dulce Angelus – Chapter 4 – Daughter
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Skaramoosh x
Daughter
A POV
I battled with my conflicting emotions as I walked at human pace to my chambers. On the one hand I was horrified, the poor child had obviously suffered a great deal, and I hadn't the first clue how to go about fixing her. On the other hand I was overjoyed. I'm a father! For over 2000 years I had longed for a child of my own and now here she is! I regret not knowing sooner, how much of my daughter's life had I missed? I didn't even care about what this would do to my reputation, and I still don't to this day.
I reached the bed she was sleeping on, and nearly fell to my knees in grief at what I saw there. My daughter, her face twisted in some unimaginable pain. I reached out and stroked her face, waking her up in the process. She sat up slowly before bursting into tears. Blind with horror, unable to stop myself, I pulled her into my gentle embrace. She looked up at me, her face devoid of any emotion, her eyes streaming, filled with sorrow.
'Will... will you kill me? Please?'
Her voice sounded so small and her voice broke on the last word.
'Non, ego mos non vulnus tu. Filia.'
No reaction. I wondered if she knew Latin, maybe I could teach her. I filled my mind with thoughts of the magical times I was going to spend with my wonderful daughter as I held her close until I heard Caius ordering me to the throne room.
B POV
AN- This part contains a suicide attempt. If this upsets you I advise you skip it.
I can't do this. I can't continue to exist in a world where he doesn't want me. I didn't care about the strange man who had held me and murmured ancient words in my ear. I thought he would only leave me in the end. I thought everyone would leave me in the end. I looked at my surroundings, too depressed to really acknowledge anything. I did however, notice the window.
A POV
Silly Caius. He wanted to know if I was going to keep her. I ran back to my chambers and saw her standing inside the window frame, dangerously close to the edge, where the architecture plummeted down a frighteningly long way.
'Be careful filia, you might fall'
'I won't' she said, her voice sounding slightly stronger than the last two times I had heard it. 'I won't fall, I'll jump.'
I stood completely and utterly still.
'No. I will not let you die.' I tried and failed to keep the fear out of my voice.
'Why? You only met me yesterday.' Her voice was painfully accusing. 'You don't even know my name.'
I felt my shame inside me like a knife. There I was, proclaiming her to be my child, and I didn't even know her name.
I watched in horror at my daughter as she went down... down... down...
AN- Oooh! Do you hate me? This is not the end! Chapter 5 shall reveal all!
Skaramoosh x