Chapter 14
Tom grabs a hold of the towel wrapped around her, as they exit out of the bathroom after drying each other off, and tugs it to bring her up against his naked body as they stand beside the four-post bed.
The mature display in front of him beyond the frost up balcony window distracts the invisible Irish man, "Aye I usually have to pay a drunk lassie for this." After staring for a short moment he quickly comes back in to the reality of the camera in front of him as he begins to turn the lever in a circular motion.
Mina lays her back down on to the soft Dow confuter as Tom braces him self above her with his arms place at the sides of her head as he lowers his mouth down on to hers.
"Your going to make a delivery tomorrow," he talks down to the dense blond who lays drape across the chair, "right back from where you just came from."
"No, why don't you," she takes a annoying tone to him from refusing her advances earlier. "Why would anyone want to go back to the scene where they'd slaughter someone?"
"Because," he clasps his hands tightly on the to of the chair hovering himself like a dark shadow over her, "This will make sure you get away with it."
Later That Evening……….
The weight of his armor makes his muscles shiver and ach with every move that his tier horse makes in the humid forest as it carries him. He gains the strength to hold up his hunch over body at the sound of stream and accompany of a females humming to a match rhythm.
The warn out steed as if he sense his masters pain a relief slowly turns to the direction of the sound till it reaches the stream bank by green marsh and ferns. The dreamy sight for both the horse and his rider as he stretches his long neck to the surface of the water is disrupted by a gasp.
His horse jerks just as his head does to the direction of a young lady standing on the other side staring at him with the most vivid dark blue eyes he had ever seen. Hypnotized by them his body loses strength and slips of the horse's back and into the stream.
The woman rushes down in to the running water fight the current in a long dress that's fabric quickly absorbs and begins to weigh her down causing it to take longer to reach the fallen knight.
His head goes under seeing the world in a morphed prospective as coldness runs from his nostrils to him chest causing his body to cough up the water to only to in more until two ivory white hands touches his face.
Tom's eyes flutter open to the dim light bedroom of the dying fire as a hand wipes from his face down to his open chest. His conscious still lingering from his dream in to reality as he turns his head to see Mina asleep with the covers up to her neck next to him.
Sliding her hand away and on to the pillow he slowly leaves the bed and grabs a damp towel from the floor to wrap around his bare hips as he walks to the fire place and places more logs and strokes it back to life.
Standing back up with his back towards the fire he gazes at her sleeping form and decides that to things for sure he would have to make the effort to tell her. He motions over to a small stationary desk across the room and sits at it. After folding the cover up he take a clean sheet of paper and dips the dry pen in ink.