I sprung out of bed, something feeling off. The bond. It was the bond. My hands padded the other side of the bed, feeling for warmth, for Kallias. Nothing. I grabbed my knives, a mating gift from Kallias, and slung them around my nightgown. I slipped on a pair of training trousers, and ran out the door. I scoured the castle, up and down. As I prowled the lower levels, I heard breathing behind me, and I sprinted into another hall. I held faelights on top of my fingertips, glowing like candles. My eyes squinted as I saw a fae-like form crumpled on the floor. I rushed forward. It was Kallias. I inhaled sharply, turning my mate's body over. His eyes fluttered open, then closed again. Two blades punctured his torso, blood crusting over them. I pulled out the blades, bile surging up my throat as I felt the clotted blood crack. I felt around his ribs. Two broken. A step sounded behind me. I whipped out two blades, one in each hand, sharpened and honed to a lethal point. A man lunged toward me with his long broadsword. As I dodged, he laughed, the sound like drowning in a frigid river.
"A quick one, are you. But no matter. A woman, no matter how good, will never beat a man. Especially this man." Anger burning in my temples pooled rivers of ice beneath my skin. He lunged again, aiming for my stomach. I rolled, and with one quick slice, I was behind him, and he suddenly found himself lacking a leg. I smirked.
"So... a woman can't beat a man, can she." I shot ice down his gaping mouth, leaving him gasping for air, clawing his throat as he suffocated, painfully, slowly. I turned back to Kallias, sheathing my blades, the battle over. Until I saw a familiar figure crouched over his body, holding a knife dangerously close to Kallias's head. Those chilling green eyes of my nightmares stared at me. Andri. I recounted my vow as anger pounded at my senses. He opened his cocky mouth.
"Oh! Hello Vivi. I see you've become the mate of the most powerful being in the whole court. I wasn't enough, was I. You see, you wronged me-" I cut off his sentence, my fists breaking free. Bone crunched under my strength as I shattered his jaw. Andri growled in pain, pressing the knife harder against Kallias's neck. "Vivi, stop playing games. I have been merciful- f*ck!" I jammed the hilt of my weighted dagger against his nose, feeling bone crack. Every drop of blood, every ounce of pain that fell from- this- creature, was revenge for the years of abuse, wounds, scars, and lies that had been fed to me, forced upon me. Andri dropped his knife, cupping a hand around his nose.
"I'm not your baby-doll to abuse, Andri. You deserve every drop of pain. For me and every woman before," I snarled, lip curling in disgust. Tendrils of ice shot from my palms, twisting around Andri's neck, circling tighter and tighter.
"Please Viviane, please," he managed to choke out, sputtering. I just squeezed tighter, watching his head slowly go limp. I turned my attention to Kallias. I dropped to my knees. The fight to survive blocked out the worry and fear. I looped his weak arm across my shoulders. I struggled to stand up, muscles straining. I looked around for something that might help me. Nothing. The most logical thing to do would be to get help. I sprinted towards the upper levels, towards the closest guards. I turned corner after corner, until I finally saw a guard.
"Sir! Sir! I need help, Kallias has two blades through his body, and I can't lift him-" I blurted out, panic overtaking me. The guard suddenly snapped to attention.
"Where is he." I led him back to the lower levels, to Kallias. The wounds ran like rivers, drop after drop of life leaking out of Kallias's body, his breathing shallow and wet. I hated seeing him, so weak, so vulnerable. I dropped to my knees in front of him. Kallias's piercing grey, eyes fluttered open, fixing on my own. His trembling hand reached up, stroking my cheek. I kissed his bloodstained forehead, tears filling my eyes. He whispered, so quiet, pain clouding his clear eyes,
"Goodbye, Viv." I started crying, tears streaming down my face. Kallias just wanly smiled, all he could manage. "I love you."
"I love you too," I sputtered, tears flowing as Kallias slowly took one last breath, those beautiful eyes closing, never to see light again.
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One Warm Winter
Fiksi PenggemarOne glance. One blink. One unbreakable bond. It's perfect, isn't it? Viviane and Kallias have never seen each other. But now, each other is all that matters. They follow each other through a twisted path of joy, misery, and understanding, to the goa...