LEGENDARIUM|| 𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗗|| #Wattys2022

Ika-dalawampu't Anim na Kabanata

"W-what?" I asked out loud as I opened my eyes. My whole body was sore, I was aching from head to toe. My vision was blurry as I tried to sit on the bed.

Bed.

So I'm in someone's room?

I closed my eyes once more, smelling the scent within. There's a possibility that this is his room.

Bingo.

His sandalwood scent is all over the place. So this is indeed his room. I opened my eyes once more, and now, my vision is clear. There, I saw a glimpse of him. He was sitting on the floor, his back leaning on the edge of the bed. I bit my lip as I saw alcohol on his table in front of his bed. I roamed my eyes around his chamber, and let me say that it describes him a lot. There's oak on each detail and dark brown features.

He still had the bonfire in front of his room.

"I guess you're finally awake," he said gently.

I didn't reply as I looked at myself, I was naked under the covers, but I know for a fact that he didn't take advantage of me while I was asleep. I guess his old habits die hard to always bath me after we make lo—

What the fuck Via? Where's the love in that? None. It was just a simple fuck. I looked away as I thought of it that way, my tanned skin tinted red. I sighed as I held the covers and moved towards him.

"Why are you on the floor, drinking whiskey, in the middle of the afternoon?" I asked him grumpily. Sitting behind him, yet I was still on the bed.

I then heard him chuckle because of the way I scolded him.

"Damn, I missed that, my Atlantis." he said slowly. My eyes widened.

Did he just call me his Atlantis?

"Why are you calling me that?" I told him, hindi ko pinapahalata na ako'y nahihiya. And at some point, it gave me hope. That maybe, behind these walls, I get to hold him like we used to.

With him thinking that I'm pretending so that I can just get things over with. Knowing the fact that I loathe his whole being. Yet I might hate him, but I can't deny we still have the attraction, and that stupid four letter word.

"Because I'm taking every chance I get to call you that again," he said, pouring himself another glass of whiskey.

"And I know for a fact that after all of this, we're going to be ancient history, just like what you said." he added, taking a drink of the whiskey.

I don't know why, but my heart clenched at what he said. The truth. No matter what we do, we can't be together. Not then when his father was still here, and not now where I should protect my people from him. But is it wrong that maybe, in the next lifetime we'll have, or the alternative universe of ours is true, we can be together. Now, it's just impossible for us, therefore there will be no reason to hide the facts anymore.

Do what you must with the deal, pretend like there's no responsibility, no rivalry, and for once, be selfish and put your feelings first. After that, punish who you must. It's for your peace of mind. That way, you get away unscathed.

Just like you always do.

"Okay then, call me whatever you want. But I will still call you by your name." I said and leaned a little closer to him.

"Call me whatever you want, parum puella. I do not mind. I just want to hold you and be with you for the last time.." he replied.

Which made my brows furrow. What does he mean by that?