Gaia Skies; A Change for Zandor (Mature content, Not complete)

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The cool wind aroused Merena; soon, she lifted her head, and the vice embrace grew.

"Stay still. We're almost at my place," related Dallas.

Her hand patted his talon then the smell of saltwater overtook her senses. The cliffs on one side and the sea on the other with the moonlight made an idea scene. Soon she rested on dirt; as she scanned her surroundings, a cave came into view. Her eyes followed the bird as it stepped over her body then he transformed. The colors of the transformation held her attention while he went from gyverian to human form. Before long, a tall, white-haired lean athletic man stood in front of her with a gentle smile. His golden-brown eyes mesmerized her into a silence.

"How could they do this to you?" asked Dallas.

"Obsessed...," muttered Merena.

"Not a reason," remarked Dallas while he carried her as if she weighed nothing.

"I know...," whispered Merena.

"I will make a warm bath, food, and bed for you," stated Dallas.

"I'm glad... you saw... me..." said Merena.

"I am glad, also. I will get you better," conveyed Dallas.

"Thank you...," whispered Merena.

"I will get rid of this," said Dallas, then he threw the necklace aside.

He squatted with his back toward her while the fire grew in intensity. Without a thought, she closed her eyes and took in as much air as her lungs allowed. Even so, the image of his nude body came to her mind. When she opened her eyes, he donned a revealing white robe that revealed his torso and legs. Immediately, red came to her cheeks, and he noticed the hue in her face.

"Is that from illness or me?" questioned Dallas while he walked toward her.

Instantly, her eyes round, then the eyelashes lowered as he sat on the bed beside her. His fingers smoothed strands of hair away from her face, and her lips slightly curved. While she stared at him, her throat moved several times, and his hand halted on her cheek.

"Don't worry. I won't do what they did," reassured Dallas with a gentle baritone voice as if he talked to a child.

"Alright...," whispered Merena.

With two buckets in hand, he disappeared further into the cave's interior. He poured water inside a tub suspended by blocks over a portion of the fire.

"It won't take long for the water to heat up," stated Dallas.

"Thank you... for everything...," muttered Merena.

"While you're in the tub, I'll finish your medicine, the food, and drinks," conveyed Dallas.

"Thank you...," whispered Merena.

After water filled the tub, he lifted her bare body from the bed then positioned her inside the bath.

"What I'm making for you will help you sleep," reported Dallas.

"Alright...," said Merena.

"I'm done. Are you ready?" asked Dallas.

"Yes...," answered Merena.

After she answered him, he gracefully walked over and lifted her from the water. Soon her body rested on top of a towel then he smoothed it over her until she was dried. He placed his hand on her forehead, and his lips curved.

"It seems what they gave you helped some. It won't be long until your well," conveyed Dallas.

"Good...," whispered Merena, then her stomach made a grievance.