Grimoire

Chapter 2-First contact

Donovan turned towards Vyncynt and said, "I am sorry about that. Scars is temperamental but she is a nice girl."

"I am sure she is," he replied.

Vyncynt knew it would be painful during their initial meeting but her words, "Don't touch me" sliced through him hotter than any sword. He fought the urge to rub his heart.

For two years Demarious and he searched Pendulum, they had been so close to finding her many times. She always seemed to elude them.

Now that he found her, he wanted to envelop her into his arms and never let go. Such actions would only force her further away. He would do what he did when he captured her the first time. Wait patiently. Her nervous energy would always be attracted to his calm soothing one. She would eventually go to him. That was just how Grimoire's and Arkane's were created, each one was meant to balance the other.

"You must not be offended by the way she reacted," Donovan continued, "You see, Scars has some type of magical defense she calls her curse. It seems that no man can touch her with sexual intent without suffering. I have never touched her, so I am not quite sure of the effects.

"Oy, George!" Donovan waved a man over who had been crossing the recreational room towards the kitchens. The man was tall, muscular and average-looking. Dark hair, dark eyes and a round face. Vyncynt knew that there was nothing spectacular about this man.

"Yes, Mr. Donovan? I just came from a run."

"I don't have a package for you. This fool," gesturing to George, "no matter how many times he has been warned, had to go and pull on one of Scars braids."

Vyncynt wanted to break the man on the spot; how dare another man touch his Grimoire but to do so would seem suspicious. Besides, the man got what he deserved.

Instead, he asked, "What happened?"

"Like being dumped into ice water and electrocuted at the same time. My body froze, I could barely breathe or blink. The guys had to take me to the steam room to thaw me out."

"Her hair was softer than anything I had ever touched but I am not sure it is worth a second attempt. I just thought it strange because I have seen the twins shake hands with her."

If you ever touch her again, he thought, I will make sure to place your body in the cogs.

"You can't be thinking dirty thoughts, you would never be able to shake her hand without thinking about getting into her boots," Donovan said to George. "You know that the twins do not like women, they are safe."

"Learn from this fool Vyncynt, keep your thoughts clean around her and you won't have a problem. Try to keep your distance, Scars does pretty well in avoiding contact but accidents happen. I don't like having to send my men out to pick up frozen bodies when they can be delivering packages."

"I thank you for the warning."

Vyncynt knew about the curse, he was the one who placed it on her. In a demonstration of her eternal love, she allowed Vyncynt to cast the spell on her; no other man would be able to touch her and she would never be able to cut her hair. She had shaved her head once, she had done it out of anger towards him.

Vyncynt made her promise to never do it again. Every aspect of her was lovely, to change would be a sin. The spell would not kill outright unless his Grimoire touched another man out of desire.

"Well now that I know, perhaps I should head up to Chandelier."

"There's no point in it now Vyncynt. There is no need to meet her when she is in such a foul temper, or else you might get the wrong impression of her. She instills fear because of her 'curse' which people don't understand.