"I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear" ~
Nelson Mandela~~~~~~~~~
"Why did you tell him ?" I asked Francis , my tone mournful once my tears had subsided .
"It's my duty , I'm to inform him of anything significant that goes on with you" Francis replied , eyeing me cautiously .
I bit my lip and looked away , unsure what to reply.
I didn't know Francis that well as we barely interacted and his loyalty obviously lay with Tyr , but he was also clearly a lot nicer than his boss . He didn't need to come in here and comfort me but he did and it felt nice , I genuinely appreciated it .
But this was also a reminder that I couldn't trust him , my decisions weren't safe to share with him because ultimately they would be reported back to Tyr.
I felt like I was in an impossible situation.
"You don't trust me" Francis stated matter of factly.
"How can I ? It's your job to report back to him , you said it yourself and I- , we barley know each other . Your loyalties lies with him and I can't fault you for that" I mumbled , feeling myself flush an embarrassing shade of red as I tried to rush out my words .
"I would like to get to know you a little better , it gets boring just standing outside all day or following you to school . I thought it would be a little bit more exciting guarding the mate of a God and no offence , but your life is kind of like watching paint dry" He admitted , his tone teasing.
"I was hoping my life would get slightly more entertaining in collage but that's clearly out the window" I sighed , getting up and stretching , feeling my poor muscles pop .
"My bad" Francis shrugged before shooting me a mischievous look "But you know your life doesn't have to be boring . You're a human in a supernatural world , there's so much things you can be getting up too" .
"Like what ?" I asked slowly , eyeing him cautiously .
Francis was overestimating my ability to socialise without completely destroying my self esteem by ripping into myself and being overly critical of anything that came out of mouth . I knew there was things I could be doing to make my life more exciting but I preferred to live through my friends or focus on photography . Less chance of being hurt .
"We don't have to do anything crazy but isn't your cousin the daughter of The Punisher ? Why don't you visit her , anything's better than being cooped up in here. We can start slow and work our way up to things that don't make me feel like I'm babysitting a 85 year old"
Feeling myself turn an even darker shade of red , I decided to ignore his last comment before saying "I suppose it would be nice to see Zia , I do miss her but I don't want to be a burden. She's married now"
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Captured.
FantasyIn a world full of supernatural creatures, Raven always felt like the odd one out ; boring , bland and someone who easily faded into the background. She wasn't anything special , a human girl , who happened to be adopted by a witch and her mate. W...