Lady execution Levi Ackerman x OC (ENG) 18+

Chapter XLVI.

She didn't cry in the carriage anymore. She wondered where her tears had gone. She watched the landscape and the clouds floating across the sky. She should go back to work but her mind was blank. She was so angry with Levi that for a second she thought of supporting the cancelation of the scouting unit to send him back underground, but immediately cursed herself for such thoughts. She realized that she didn't wish him or anyone else in the scout's unit any harm.

They arrived in Mitras in the evening. She got out and immediately walked forward, towards the cadets. Both had bruises on their faces.

"I want to speak to you urgently tomorrow morning about the incident that happened in Shiganshina today," she said seriously and they both lowered their heads guiltily, knowing what she was talking about.

"Yes Captain," said the older of them, stepping out to carry Theia's luggage to her office together. She stretched tiredly and sighed at the smell of that rotten capital city air in her nose. She took a small bag with documents from the carriage and walked slowly towards the congress building. She has a meeting with the ministers tomorrow, and then she needs a good night's sleep.

But in the morning, the cadets did not arrive at her office, and she, to her surprise, found them sitting in the dining room and having fun among other members of the military police. She angrily walked towards them until she overheard their conversation and stopped.

"... and then that bastard attacked us! Of course, we beat him. His own mother won't recognize him now! But he managed to give us a few blows. I have to admit he surprised us." She heard the familiar voice of one of the cadets who had brought her to the city yesterday.

"And why did he attack you anyway?" The young blonde girl asked.

"I have no idea. We talked about how Mr. Marybell would be happy to have his whore back in Mitras. That he also fucked the captain Smith? I wouldn't be surprised; that red-haired nymph can never get enough. The old ministers stopped entertaining her, so she found a dirty recruit from the underground for a change. Well, I don't know if Marybell will like it," he laughed out loudly until he felt a dark aura behind his back. Pale from death, he slowly turned and he met with a terrifying look of green eyes.

"Didn't the red-haired nymph ask you to be in her office in the morning?" She asked him with icy calmness, but the entire dining room could smell the stench of death from her presence. Just her voice pinned him to the table.

"Yes, Captain I....we...I thought we'd have breakfast first..." he stammered in a shaky voice. She leaned over to him and took the fork from his hands, which she turned and stuck into the finger of his hand. He squealed in pain.

"I don't think it will be necessary anymore," she added, straightening up. "That was the last time you disobeyed my order," she added, piercing the gaze of the other of them who was hiding behind the blonde cadet. She turned and quickly left the dining room, where a noisy debate had begun. She leaned against the wall right outside the door and ran her fingers through her hair. She finally found out why Levi beat them up. He was protecting her, but why didn't he tell her? She angrily walked back to her office to get the documents she needed for the lunch meeting with the ministers. She changed into a beige dress, fixed her hair and applied a light make-up. But she still imagined Levi defending her honor from the arrogant cadets from the military police. She bit her lips. She went back even further in her memories. To begin with, how he freed her from the underground, rode her on horseback, cared for her when she had the flu, protected her from her tormenting thoughts, listened to her story. She remembered how he jumped in front of her to cover the poisoned arrows with his own body. Her face turned red. In front of her eyes were his strong arms when he fights, his body when he uses his equipment, his sharp gaze, his soft hair. She could smell his scent of soap, the taste of black tea on his lips, the intensity of his embrace, the captivating sound of his... moans. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back. She wanted so much for him to lean her against the wall again, to put her on the table again, to touch and kiss her. She wanted so much to feel him again. She found herself beginning to breathe heavily. She opened her eyes suddenly and realized where she was. She hit her head with both hands.