Morons and Monarchs

Chapter Twenty-Two: Anul💔

𝕴 𝖆𝖒 𝖘𝖊𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖗𝖊𝖉

Even as I imagine Thanatos... I see red coating his every pore as he bleeds out on the ground.

And of course, Viviendel had to pick him to accompany her down the streets.

I was hoping I could go with her. The Tomairsitkiz's, after all, have the best shopping circles. Yet no, now we have to train.

I still see Thanatos, his brain should not be as big as it is. That nerd.

He might be smart... and cunning... but he is also a complete moronical fool.

"No!" I exclaim as Viviendel does the wrong maneuver. "Say 'I wish to speak with you' not 'You have changed'," I order again. My words are bitter.

Viviendel just lets out a tiresome groan of annoyance. "When will Bayou be here?" She asks.

"Soon," I admonish. Soon, I promise myself. "For now, you can tell me what 'I wish to speak with you' is demonstrated,"

She feigns her fan across her right ear, meaning 'You have changed'... for the millionth time.

"No!" I put my head in my hands.

"This then" I look up slowly, not trusting Viviendel any longer. She is a moron, and not the good kind of moron like Delta and I. She closes the fan swiftly, inclining her head in a way that shows somebody to come speak with her.

I clap my hands together, "Finally!" I groan.

A prideful smile spreads across her face, and I return it with one of my own.

"Bayou!" I call out to the shadows, already knowing that he is hiding in one of the many dark, dreary bushes full of black mush and suspicious-looking blackberries.

Just as I suspected, he comes racing towards us in record time.

After he and Viviendel leave, I am left to mull over the very disturbing thoughts ricocheting themselves into my mind.

Namely, the ones that are pretentious and unorthodox. Namely, the ones about that horrid creature... Thanatos. I lean against the nearest tree trunk in an attempt to look casual and unfazed about my surroundings when in reality my mind is reeling. I am cringing and wincing at every slight movement from the corner of my eye.

I stare at the shadows that pass by as the leaves rustle, as the rain falls, pillowing in my hair. I watch everything that moves from the branch circling itself because of the wind...

Or is that a foot?

A shadowed foot comes into view, and I almost screech as Thanatos makes his presence known. His shadowy form was something I could never forget. I school my face into indifference.

"You know," Thanatos starts, but I cut him off.

"That's a dangerous pastime."

"- I thought it fairly pride damaging when you practically told me to shut up and leave." He shakes his head. As if my words hurt him emotionally. Only I know that I have said worse to him.

"Says that guy who said that I was nothing better than a Greensleeves," I recall our last conversation before the wagon incident.

He narrows his eyes, "I was mad, okay? I already apologized, many times. I never meant it."

A sudden wind whips past angrily, pushing my gray hair into my face. I agitatedly blow it out of my face before glaring at him openly.

"So..." I pace. "Just because you were mad, it was okay? It was okay to call me names that would butcher even a Bwardipuginins pride? Okay, then. Next time I am sad I will just go out and spread salt all over the Tomairsitkiz castles. I mean, that would be okay, right? I was just very touchy-feeling at the moment, so it is okay."

Thanatos runs a leather-clad hand down his face, ruffling up the few strands weaving along his dark purple veins. Veins that are now jutting out in anger.

"I am sorry,"

"Thanatos, you can't heal somebody's pride by saying sorry. A band aid may staunch the bleeding, but it does not heal the wound." I shake my head.

"You can only say sorry for minor misconceptions of misunderstandings. You can't say sorry to help a person who was so dearly hurt by one's words that they cried for days after. Sobbed, Thanatos. They sobbed. I sobbed. And I will never, never forgive what you said. What you did. You broke my heart." I can't stop the tears silently flowing down my face. "You tore my heart from my chest, breaking open my ribs which so viciously caged my most precious love towards you.

"The ribs that were the only part of my body that did not get fooled by you. Even my brain, Thanatos, even my brain was fooled. It fooled me into thinking you were somebody to trust. To love. But then you broke my heart, and you refused to let my ribs protect it from further damage.

"You refused-" My words trail off. I can't even speak. I am only subconscious of my knees hitting the ground. Of the vulnerability I am showing in front of my sworn enemy.

"I apologize!" Thanatos screeches, kneeling next to me and trying to catch my tears from falling to the ground. But then that hand is gone, and a familiar embrace encloses around me.

I hear Thanatos sniff the air and back away further. I pry my eyes open to see Delta's face inches from my own, his body shielding mine from whatever threat he thought Thanatos possessed.

Thanatos backs away after I throw every inch of the love I feel for Delta into the air, even more than what I felt for him.

His face looks shocked as he smells our love in the surrounding air, and I smile slightly at the reaction. He puts up his leather gloves, shielding his face.

The ever-strong willed Thanatos cowers in the face of genuine love, such a lovely sight for someone who thought him invulnerable and undefeatable.

For a person whose heart was torn open by a person whom they thought to be invulnerable and undefeatable. But I guess those two traits made him a coward. A cruel coward who can not face the fact that there are people who can love. And love without playing a role in some plan or game. Who can love without tricking the other person.

I pick up the dagger I just stole back from Thanatos... the same one Ea gave Viviendel back earlier.