Dark Blaze

Chapter 12

Kristinov saw Aerline moving her fingers back and forth in the bright grasses that used to be dry. Beamish rays of a morning through her coal hair above and her pale skin gleam more from her freckles. The tree sans leaves started to grow leaves little by little everytime Aerline was there with him. She heard a groan and rushed to Kristinov to check what is wrong. "You good?" She asked while her hand was on top of Kristinov's chest and the other was on his left arm. Kristinov sits and holds his chest nigh heart. The heartbeats start to slow down a bit while gazing at Aerline's worried eyes. His body was still wrapped in herbs and brown gauge. Kristinov's vesture is covered with blood stain and dirt and the rest as well. Kristinov's hand was shaking, little by little he starts to feel the tingling upon the edge of his torso and limbs. "Good," he said. "Let me take off your vesture, need to see if you are good" Aerline said with concern and the feeling of ingrate to see him like this - there might be a chance he will never make it to the boat to flee out to this isle.

He took off his vesture right away by starting at back and then raising it instead Aerline was the one who will take it off. Aerline gazed at many of his wounds and scars. Inside of her eyes, she was uncomfortable to behold his eld scars and recent wounds. Kristinov is sickly downward his body while Aerline cleans his wound with a clean cloth, not soaked. Severely wounded as she takes off the gauge to clean it once more and suddenly Kristinov grabbed her hand, the hand she used to wipe his recent reddened wounds. "I-I am sorry" she apologized and lenity proceed to wipe while Kristinov's hand was still on hers. After wiping, she laves the cloth nigh the shore, to take out the blood that bound. Kristinov's eyes gazed at her while she was washing the stained cloth. This is the tenth time he unaccomplished his quest or failed if he may say. He punches the ground, with a fist of fury, as the moment he smashes the ground - the knuckles slightly bleed. Aerline heard a plangent thump and turned her head with bother. Afar she saw Kristinov standing up unhurriedly from pain. She dashed and yelled saying "Hey, what are you doing?!". She kneeled nigh to him with a fuss in her emerald eyes.

"You are hurting yourself" she touches his skin while her brow shoves down with more bother."Just shut your lips up!" Kristinov yelled with ire and stood soon onto the ground. Aerline did not do anything but she wants to blubber - tiny tears of the gloom came out of her eyes. Kristinov walked away holding his glaive after grabbing his glaive. Nigh to the rocky shore, he screamed with more atrabilous he kept inside after all the failure that occurred. Kneeled and pinned his glaive into the sands with travail and wrath within his heart. Panting and screamed again with plangent ire, kicking the rocks to fly away from him. Aerline felt his defeat, she does not know what to do to help him. Kristinov feels a stab in his heart and a sting. He pounded his chest roughly and moan from its severe pain. He can feel someone crushing his heart and knowing this is his Queen's presence. Aerline rushed forward to him. Kristinov pushed her away and betoken her to hide.

Her emerald eyes start to dolour and a few tears fall on her rufescent freckles as she crawls. She was about to hide but fell to see the Queen was already there in front of her. Aerline slowly raises her head to gaze at the queen while she is on the ground and her hands were shaking above the ground. The Malice Queen of Darkness stood wearing a long girdle but it's bright and virescent with tainted gold. Beamish hair tied up into her crown made out of bones, she changes her crown often. Her lips were still crimson but even darker. Darkling shadows were behind her nonetheless and every step left an ichor behind. A plangent chopine steps the telluric deeply that left a footprint of a chopine but made them perish. She chuckles softly and her hands were on her back. The clouds start to form a grey hue like a brume. Kristinov walked towards his Majesty and kneeled. "Whither is the emerald?" Talina asked while stroking her hair while she is still on the ground. "I do not know" she replied with tears falling to her cheeks and chin. The Queen kneeled and then raise her chin to gaze her head to her except eye contacting one another. "She has nothing to do with this, My Queen, I do not have the emerald you seek," he said while strolling towards them with a tone that he was irritated. The Queen immediately stood, her hand was above her knee as she stood and smile with a smile that displays ire.