A few weeks later, Azlyn had been released from the hospital and had returned to Reve's room. It was unusual for a slave to be treated at the hospital, but Reve had threatened to tear the entire place down until she was given the proper care. Either he or Prince Kane were by her side twenty-four hours a day to ensure that she was never neglected. Reve only leaving occasionally to get a few hours of much needed rest.
While Azlyn was undergoing her treatment, Reve had made some changes within the castle. The door to Azlyn's room had disappeared as Reve had ordered the doorway bricked in. The few belongings that she owned had been moved into Reve's room and placed amongst his things, as if it belonged there. The slave bed had been completely removed and replaced with a three-foot tall vase filled with a variety of flowers and plant-life; it seemed out of place amongst Reve's other belongings.
"I thought that you would like them. They brighten up our room." Reve had told Azlyn when he caught her admiring the flowers.
Azlyn looked up and smiled at him. She really appreciated his thoughtfulness, however, the thing that had truly made her grin was hearing him refer to his room as their room. Reve quickly ushered her over to the bed and helped her to get comfortable.
Reve completely disregarded all of his responsibilities over the next few weeks as Azlyn was rehabilitated. He would not let anyone near his room without his express permission and vigilant supervision.
"I have a way to make sure that no one can hurt you again. If they try, I will know immediately and come to your aid. I just need you to be strong enough to perform the ritual." Reve informed her.
Azlyn was unsure what exactly Reve had meant by this. However, she decided not to press the issue any further. She focused on healing and reveled in all the attention that she was receiving from Reve. She loved spending all of this time with him; locked away in their bedroom they could live life almost like a normal couple.
One morning, Azlyn awoke to find the bed was empty next to her. As she rolled over to face the doorway, she was surprised to see Reve standing in front of her. He was holding his own breakfast tray as he beamed down at her, a huge smile across his face.
"Good morning, beautiful! I brought you breakfast!" Reve proudly announced.
Reve brought the tray over and carefully placed it across Azlyn. She looked down at the beautiful meal before her, complete with a single red rose. She could not help but smile at all the thought and care that must have gone into this.
"This all looks so wonderful, Reve. Thank you!" Azlyn exclaimed.
"I made it all myself!" Reve bragged.
"Really? I did not know that you knew how to cook."
"Well, Nissa may have helped a little." Reve admitted, sheepishly.
Azlyn chuckled at how hard Reve was trying to impress her. It was very flattering that he went out of his way for her all of the time. Not to mention, she found it extremely endearing that he wished to wait on her rather than having someone else serve them.
"You are very sweet. What is the occasion?" Azlyn inquired.
"Well..." Reve started as he plopped himself down on the bed next to Azlyn. "How are you feeling?"
"I am feeling much better. I think that I am finally ready to return to work."
"I am surprised to hear that you are so eager to get back to your duties."
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My Demon, My Love...
Paranormal~*~*~ This was a demon whose eyes had seen the wasteful horrors of war; he had been to the depths of hell and lived to tell the tale. Now it was love that was ripping him to pieces. Love was the thing that was destroying his very being. ~*~*~...
