Warrior Queen

CHAPTER 18

✨ LISSA'S POV✨.

"I have a question though."

"Go on." I encouraged him like he was a kid

"Who are you? Why am I here? And what is this place?" he asked .

I gasped at him with horror on my face.

We stared at each other. Me with horror and him with surprise and innocence.

"Ah, he is alive." Hag's voice came from behind.

"He does not remember anything" I stood and walked towards her. I grabbed a knife from the kitchen island.

"What is wrong with him? He does not remember, what did you do?" I shouted the last part at her.

"Why would I do anything to him? I don't even know him." she just stood there without any care in the world.

"Don't test me hag! I will slit your throat with this knife without a single thought if anything happened to him."

I sounded threatening to me but to her, it seems like a kitten is mewing at her.

I took a step ahead but suddenly strong arms grabbed me from behind.

"Slow down Lis, I was just joking." Cameron's voice surprised me.

He doesn't sound like a weak person who had lost his memories or who has been poisoned for last couple of hours.

He sounded strong, like a impenetrable wall of bones.

Does voice sounds like anything? Maybe I'm too tired to make any sense, even to myself.

I've been staring at him for so long that he snapped his fingers in my face.

"Lissa, I was just joking with you."

I blinked a few times.

"Joking?"

"Yes. Just joking" 

Suddenly my temper skyrocketed and my face turned red.

"You think death is a joking subject? I was drowning in guilt, thinking I killed you." I shouted in rage.

"I'm very sorry Lissa. Now, can you please hand me the knife?"  His voice went down a few octaves, as if he was talking to a scared animal.

I dipped my eyes toward my hand where I was clutching the blade of the knife and saw the river of blood the pooled near my feet.

I slowly lifted my eyes towards Cameron and saw the worry in it. I nodded once, just a little dip and he slowly moved forward.

He took my hand and threw the knife away.

"I need something to band her hand."

The hag quickly rumped through the kitchen and handed a clean white piece of cloth to him.

He cleaned my hand and wrapped it in the cloth. I still felt no pain. No agony.

Maybe the forest did have done something dark to me.

Looking in the eyes of the man I have loved from the beginning of life broke something when he left for war.

Now, a seed got planted when he cared for me for no reason.

And I smiled at him.

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