Planet Eden: The Garden

Chapter 27. Pine

Chapter 27.

The fire danced in front of me, a small flame about the size of an aura. Its thinness was no larger than my pinky, even as it danced on the small wick of the fire. I looked at the color that matched my own eyes, an orange shifting from burnt towards nearly a yellow. The candle was as pale as milk, coated in what would have resembled the pearl-like color of the Soul River. Small bits of stardust coated it as it glittered in what little moons light there was left. I let out a breath of air, watching as the fire moved with my doing.

I allowed my fingers to dance across the flame, smiling somewhat slightly as my fingers began to be coated in black. My other arm, rested comfortably on the arm of the couch as I lay across it. The quietness of the night was something I was cherishing after a day full of noise and male opinions. Something as simple and as small as a fire could cause so much havoc, yet for once in my life, I didn't feel the need to engage with it. For once, the fire did not make me want to kill. Instead, it wanted me to keep it company, laying down on a quiet night.

It had been hours since I had given the king the news of the Daemonium cause. I had tried my best to provide the detail that he would need, and left everything out that I knew would get me killed or sent to Earth as their prisoner for the rest of my life. Freedom. Once I had wanted to live and now that I had that much, I needed more than that. I was hungry for more, and with the information I still needed to dwell on, being important was what I needed. Information I had needed to be stirred in a way that would work in my benefit, and would keep me around.

Playing bodyguard to a princess would soon no longer be needed. A war was coming, and everyone in the entire palace knew that.

"There's more to you than I thought."

I nearly jumped out of my skin, if I had physically acted that way. My body remained straight and rigid as I listened to the person on my balcony, the white curtains blocking the view of the person. I didn't look up, since the voice was so easily recognizable. I had been listening to it ever since I got into the palace.

My fingers stopped trailing around the fire, watching it duck as each finger had passed. I adjusted my sleeping robe, a nearly sheer orange color with the softest nightgown underneath. My hair was down, falling in curtains in front and around my shoulders as I stood up. I felt the coldness of the marble floor beneath my bare feet as they moved towards the balcony of my room.

When my fingers moved to the curtains and pushed them aside, I was surprised to find no one there. I took several steps into the warm night air, hearing the sounds of different animals humming and lullabying to each other. The Garden, I had noticed, had many animals who were active at night, yet they were the most calming and gentle sounding ones of all.

As I finally got to the edge of the small balcony, I noticed something off into the distance in the trees where the village miles and miles away could be seen. It glowed a pale green, looking like a mist coming up from a waterfall. When I squinted my eyes, I couldn't help but compare it to an animal I had seen in a picture, a human book of course. While the book wasn't in English the pictures were easy to figure out. It resembled a deer or a reindeer, with large antlers at the top of its head. The entire thing glowed softly, like uranium in the dark. The edges of the antlers, or more so like the tips, had small circular globes attached to them. They were whiter, with barely a hint of color in them.

"Zářící drahá," I turned at the words that were spoken, noticing the man I knew I had heard before.

Prince Angel stood in the outfit I had first met him in. His legs were on display in the white sheet he wore, sandals strapped all the way up to half his shin. The hair at the top of his head was tousled, clearly from the air he had been flying through. However, he still looked the spitting image of perfection.