Chapter 5

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Aurora sky and the effulgent stars start to fade away as the sun rises. Aerline woke up with a yawn while the knight is still in slumber. They were nigh at the strand afar there's an isle. The sea and firmament sky reflect each other like a mirror. Aerline took the cloth in the saddlebag then lave it to main, the. The Stygian knight was stilly as slumber without taking off his armor but he breathe deeply nonetheless. The steed is nowhere to be found. After Aerline washed the cloth, she took a deep breath and then sighed. Aerline fillip her finger gently on the top of the armor. Suddenly the knight woke up panting as he escaped from his nightmare. Tightly gripped to the sands and he deeply grasp an air from the knight's risen, Aerline's heart jumped from frighten.

"Are you alright?" Aerline asked but the knight didn't answer. The knight slowly stands up a manifold of bruises and tries to walk away. Aerline grabbed his hand fast by crawling to seize his hand. "Hey, let me help clean you up. Sir". The knight falls intentionally and sits down like a baby on the sand, she was glad that the Knight will follow her to get healed. Then he took his helmet off and his right cheek was covered with a small and slightly big slit wound. "The other ones too please". The knight took his armor off as well as his vesture, but she never saw a great injury - he was good except for his arms and visage. Aerline blushed from his physique looking away from her sight as the knight took his upper vesture off. Aerline was thinking about how she can heal his arm and face.

"Get the blue bottle and the herb in my pouch" finally the knight responded because he needed it. In doing so, she followed. Aerline puts some liquid on the cloth with the blue bottle and starts to wipe it on the wounds, and then she puts the herb, lastly, she covers it with a clean cloth that she laves earlier. The knight never felt anything like he had already gotten used to it. Aerline didn't know why she has this two feeling cimmerian and beamish. From that incident, she met the knight was marked to her and still on played through her memories. Her fusty clothes were covered by dirt and bloodstain. After she wiped it and covered the arm, she covered some herbs on his face with wounds. Lastly, she covered it with a cloth-like brown gauge and tied it around using a string so it won't fall like the one she did to his arm.

"I thank thee" a deep thank from the knight. "It is alright, umm get some rest, you might need it," she said.

The knight passed his vesture to her. The knight wants her to dress him carefully. Aerline's cheeks reddened below her freckles and nodded, she grabbed the vesture and starts to dress his lenity. She can feel his warm muscle covered with scars as the clothing travels to his skin. The Knight's deep crimson eyes gazed at her dress after he got fully dressed. "Why do not you use your power to heal yourself ?" Aerline questioned with her eyes full of curiosity. The knight again didn't answer. The knight raised her darkling hair with his fingers. Aerline looked down and was scared to see his big hands but not so much. Aerline did not know why he did that. "We have to go," the knight said holding his helmet to wear it on. The knight still has unfinished business to do. Aerline is accustomed to cleaning the castle more than this weird journey along with the knight who slain all the innocent people and brought destruction but she has to follow to prevent her life meet ceasing. Aerline wants to ask more bother to the knight but she knew that he won't respond to her big mouth and the tone that is coated with questions every day.

Traveling to the above hills covered with dead greensward and trees does not look healthy. They stride with blithe flowers, birds feathers match every bloom as they drifted. They passed to the virescent swamp and tree sans leaves beside the swamp. The fuliginous sky approaches still on the journey. Afar they saw a lambent light. Aerline was thinking that what if is a village they're heading.

"Let us rest in the inn" the knight said. The dim stars start to appear and the moonlight glint began to reveal itself above the gloaming. The village has a cottage, brick houses, and other wooden, poor farm and market pantries on the sides but slightly torn off. All villagers were staring at the knight including Aerline, they're eyes frightened and the sound of walk of the steed makes them nervous additionally with the darkling look between the steed and knight. Aerline harks to a little gossip from the villagers. Both of them get down to the steed and the knight let the steed gallop to the exit of the village. Aerline went inside the inn along with the knight behind her.

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