Chapter 40
[A/N: People have stopped reviewing my works. Which literally breaks my heart. Seriously, do I write that bad? And to top that, I have been working relentlessly towards the challenge post on IF too. And still its my works which suffer. I hope I cross 800 today. The thing is, previously I used to get atleast 24-25 reviews per chapter. Aur ab haalat dekho.]
He sat on the ground, facing her. She was sitting on a rock of sorts, resembling those nymphs the Greeks always warned about in their scriptures. The fireflies seemed to love only her, seeing as how they fled away from him and encircled her even more possessively, as if protecting her.
He felt like laughing at their actions. As if she needed any protection at all.
He really didn't know what he wanted from her, or what he wanted to say, so he just sat there watching her, blindly mesmerized by her beauty.
She seemed to notice that, and turned towards him, and asked, "No questions today, My Precious?"
He looked into her eyes, for some trace of mischief, but the blue was so peaceful, so serene, that he couldn't help but blurt out what his mind was churning.
"What is your father like, Cerulean?"
She for once, didn't really think a mortal would ask such a needless question from her. None of them ever did. This was so utterly foolish, yet something in her didn't really feel the need to lie with this being.
"He is the epitome of perfection. My father, when he loves, he knows no boundaries. And that leads him to suffering most of the times. He cares for you, He looks out for you. He is everything you'd want a father to be." She had a far-fetched look in her eyes when she said that, "But, he is not someone I can meet. In fact, I have never seen him."