𝑬𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑱𝒂𝒅𝒆：𝐴 𝐿𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑢𝑚𝑖 𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦

Chapter Six

•Harumi•

I wake up to the sun shining on my face, and the birds outside the window chirping. Lloyd's back is against the windowsill and he is asleep. I am laying in his arms, which are wrapped around me holding me close. I hear the sound of his heartbeat, and it's comforting. How could I have ever wanted to hurt someone so sweet. So gentle. So...loving. Here I was, the girl who attempted to kill him, laying in his arms. It seemed like a backwards story of Romeo and Juliet. I sigh, and breathe in the scent of the morning air. The mornings, especially this early, were always so peaceful. So quiet. It gave me so much time to think and just clear my mind. My mind wanders back to the blond who's arms I am laying in.

"I never asked to be princess, just like I never asked to be an orphan. But you gifted me that." I mutter through my teeth, as I hold him underneath me in an attempt to prevent him from getting the mask of hatred. I see my words hit him hard and he flinches.
"How did I do that?" He asks as he pushes me and we switch positions.

"The great devourer. It was to strong. To big for you and your friends." I see his face fall as I push him off of me and we both jump up. He is vulnerable.

I chuckle. "Lloyd, you aren't so naive to think no one got hurt that day? It wasn't until the almighty Lord Garmadon saved that day. But he couldn't save my family. I died that day too."

I shake my head and my body jerks, frightened from the memory. I pull my non-injured hand away from Lloyd and start biting my nails on my shaking hand. My sudden movements cause Lloyd to stir and wake up. I quickly try to stop my hand from shaking, by shoving it underneath the blanket.

"Morning Rumi." Lloyd says with a smile as he looks down at me. I smile back at him, but his smile suddenly changes to a look of concern.

"We're you crying?" He asks with concern in his eyes. He wipes away a tear that had fallen down my face. I had no idea I was crying.

"No! Well- yes but I'm okay. I just remembered a really sad book I read a while ago." I didn't want to talk about the memories of how I hurt Lloyd because then I would have to experience them again. They felt so real, and I felt so horrible.

Lloyd looks at me unconvinced. "Alright. Are you hungry?" He says looking at the clock in his room. "It's kinda early, but I definitely am hungry."

I hadn't noticed until he brought up food, but I was hungry. Really hungry actually. I nod.

"Alright." He says. "I'm going to make some breakfast. Wanna come with me?"

I smile. I haven't been out of Lloyd's room at all. It would be nice to finally have a change of scenery, and actually have something to do. I was feeling a lot better too. My injuries still were painful, but nothing that I couldn't handle. As long as he carried me, I would be fine.

"Yes!" I say enthusiastically with a big grin on my face. Lloyd laughs. "Alright Rumi." He says. "But I'll have to carry you and you have to take it easy alright? I don't want you getting more hurt."

I smile and nod. It's sweet how concerned he is. Lloyd carefully scoops me up and carries me bridal style, blanket and all into the kitchen. Since I was able to sit in the window seat, Lloyd set me down on one of the chairs in the kitchen around the breakfast table.

"How about we make some pancakes? Do you like those?" He asks. "Of course!" I say excited. I haven't had pancakes in forever, let alone make them!

Lloyd goes rummaging through the cupboards and pantry pulling out ingredients and pans, and carrying them to the table so that I can help. He grabs a cookbook and flips through the pages, and finds the recipe we're looking for.