She May be Evil

Chapter 27 King

I grin to myself as I pick up the kids backpacks, duffles and my own bag before I realize why she's being a little cold.

I shake my head from guilt and a little embarrassment as I pick up a bundled up Seri.

I can't believe I yelled at her like that, I don't know what I was thinking. I never speak to anybody like that, I don't demand people I just ask them and they do it.

I walk a little bit behind Circe.

I shift Seri in my left arm, trying to relieve some pressure on the burns all over my arms.

I end up hissing and it causes Circe to glance back briefly before looking straight ahead again.

I should apologize to her. Would she except my apology? Should I get her a gift?

Flowers maybe?

I shake my head at the thought. I don't think she's the type to accept flowers with my apology.

I look up at the sky. Grey clouds are rolling in pretty rapidly and it's windier then normal. This type of temperature change isn't normal around here so it makes me think if someone's causing it.

I look back to Circe and think about grabbing the end of her jacket to get her attention.

I don't know if she likes affection but I'm an affectionate person and she hasn't said anything about it so I take the risk and grab it with the the hand that's not holding up Seri.

"Circe?" I tentatively ask.

She gives a bored hum.

I clear my throat as I feel my face heat up. "Um, I'm sorry about earlier, I shouldn't have yelled earlier, I was just worried-"

"Shh." She cuts me off and keeps her pace. I don't want to let her jacket go so I don't.

I glance at Rakia to see she's looking at us with shocked amusement.

I can't imagine how I look to other people, following her around like a puppy literally holding on to her but I don't even care.

I just want her to talk to me so I tighten my hold at the end of her jacket causing her to stop, turn around and smack my hand away before continuing to walk away.

My heart drops in my chest. She's still mad at me. My apology is not working.

I quickly catch up to her silently, not knowing what to say or how to fix this.

I lightly grab her jacket again.

My gut twists the longer she ignores me and I just want to vomit.

"Circe," I whisper, my voice embarrassingly cracks, my emotions bare and easy to read.

I almost sniffle but I hold it.

I slowly let go of the back of her jacket, knowing I should give her space when I really don't want to.

Circe's head whips around and i startle. She makes a sour face before gripping my ebony skinned wrist and pulls me along with her.

I tilt my head. What does this mean?

I'm about to question her actions but she abruptly stops and let's go.

I look up and realized we've reached where Vomy is staying.

"Hi girl." Circe murmurs softly as Vomy bends her head down, wanting to be pet.

I want her to talk to me with that voice.

"So are you gonna ride her to Asthlim?" Rakia asks in excitement even though she won't be the one riding.

Circe shakes her head. "The height is too much for the kids, I was gonna use her to carry bags but," she glances at Rakia "you can ride her if you like, you'll have to take Sansa with you since you've never flown a dragon before."

Rakia let's our a small squeal before she composes herself and smiles. "Thank you Queen Circe."

She just nods, "take her back to the grounds and start strapping the big bags on to her, she'll follow and listen to you for now."

"Your not coming?" Rakia questions while fixing the strands of dark brown hair flying around her face.

"No I have to go into town for something," she sighs and looks towards the sea of charred buildings and murmurs "hopefully it's there."

Rakia just nods as she starts walking, Vomy falling in step behind.

I stay with Circe and she doesn't protest when I trail behind her.

The twins are both fast asleep in our arms, leaving privacy for the two of us to talk.

"What do you want me to do?" I whisper looking at the side of her face. "Tell me what to do for you to forgive me, tell me and I'll do it." My voice sounds almost pleading.

She grumbles and stops, turning towards me. "I forgive you so stop. And don't ever speak to me like that, I don't demand anything of you. We are a team and you don't tell me what to do. I'm fine right? I came out of the building without a scratch on me. And I wasn't mad when I saved you from that burning building, now that was dangerous, way more then me going back for clothes for the kids. So you don't have any right raising your voice at me when u put yourself in danger, knowing that there was a chance that you wouldn't make it out of that building, I was confident i could get out of the house, could you say the same?"

I was about to speak but she continued, "and look at you, your arms have 2nd degree burns." She gently grabs my right arm with her left.

She closes her eyes and breathes out.

The next thing I see is thick black smoke curling around my arms and I flinch. "It's okay," she soothes. "It's just my quhal, I'm taking away the pain."

I look to her face to see her eyes are black. And I stare wide eyed.

She laughed at my facial expression. "Calm down I didn't get possessed, it's apart of my quhal, might look creepy but I think it looks cool."

I relax and watch as it circles my arm creating a comforting kind of pressure, and then the burning sensation on my right arm completely disappears.

She motions for me to give her my left arm and I switch Seri's sleeping body to my right and I hold out my left for Circe.

She does the same and I gawk at it, fascinated. Sure I've got a quhal but this is just incredible. It snuffs out fires and heal wounds, I wonder what else can it do.

Then it clicks. "Wait, Is this how you healed Cord?"

(Refer to chapter 8)

She nods, still focusing on my arm. "Yes I sucked the poison out by using this." She slowly unravels the dark tendrils from my arms and it reveals smooth, un-charred, mahogany skin.

"Wow," I breath out. "This is amazing." I steady Seri on both of my forearms while I look over her body and touch my skin. It really isn't an illusion, it's completely healed like I never had it.

I look back up and smile at Circe. "Thank you, Really."

She smiles at me as she shifts a sleeping Syrian in her arms causing her to uncomfortably grunt.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes I'm fine." 

"Let's go," she says turning around, "we're almost there."

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I'm trying to write as many chapters as I can so I can release another story ( my main focus is this one but I have started writing a couple different stories, only a few chapters but still.) I want to write a lot of those chapters so when I release you guys won't have to wait so long in between like this one. And if I begin slacking on this book I always have at least five chapter already ready to go.

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