ELIDETH MERCURY RAISED AGAIN FROM HER ASHES TO BECOME A STRONGER WOMAN. WILL SHE BE ABLE TO FACE EVERYTHING THIS DANGEROUS TIME TRAVEL HAS IN STORE FOR HER?
I had almost finished my breakfast as a good lad and now slowly was tasting my tea, lying down. I wasn't hung-over or sick, just my scratched arm stung slightly.
I took a look at that cosy attic. I couldn't believe I stayed the night there. I thought I spoiled everything with Winnie but I was there once again and I didn't feel like going out right away. It was so tiny that everything was close together, bedroom, living room, kitchen. But you could feel warmth and tidiness. I felt comfortable.
Our verbal communication was the most complicated thing in this world but we always could make it up with everything else. I wanted to ask him what he was doing in Pimpernel's catacombs. I was curious but I relegated it in favor of his cares. I never thought that rude german could treat me as he did this morning.
Despite that hardness that I instinctively had developed early on in my life since I sailed off to India, my need of affection never died out. And just then when Eli was not by my side anymore, I craved for it. I never imagined that Winnie was someone who bothered to take care of me.
Someone knocked at the door and messed up our stare contest. It was Paul who after his great night had been looking for me unsuccessfully all through the Bermuda triangle's locals.
- My love, I was worried to death. When I looked up, you were not there anymore.
- You can see I'm fine. Safe and sound.
- What about your scratching?
- He fixed all that -I said smiling as I gazed at Winnie.
Prenter didn't smile, just nodded.
- You got into...
- I don't wanna talk about that, darling. Okay? Winnie was my prince.
Prenter took a look at Winnie who was cleaning the kitchen not paying attention to the irish. But the irish did pay attention to him. His gaze was so strange as he looked at him as I never saw before. He gazed at him as sometimes he looked at Elideth, Arlene or Amandine. Some kind of scorn. But I noticed he tried to disguise it. Nevertheless, it shocked me he struggled to fake his awkwardness about the german. Seemingly he didn't care at all.
- Don't think I have been fucking like a rabbit and forgetting about you.
- Oh, really? I would say you dipped your wick. Or did you just wank against that wall?
- That's right -he smirked.
- Liar.
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- But even in the catacombs you can find very interesting people. Look what I got for you -he said getting an eight ball out of his pocket.
- Ohhhh, you recalled your promise.
- I never forget anything. I got a pretty good memory.
- I won't do that kind of synthetic shit anymore. I was greedy.
