Keira and the Satyr's Seduction

Curses

"What do you mean you're dying?" Keira sat up in the bed, taking Sebastian with her. She'd sobered up quickly, analyzing his face and if he was telling the truth, "Are you hurt? Injured? I can heal you!"

"I can make you better! Do you have, -"

Sebastian smiled and pulled her back down to lay beside him.

"It's a curse a hag put on me a few years ago. I haven't found anyone yet who could help."

Keira frowned, "Why didn't you tell us back at the Light Forest? We could have tried something! I could go to Esther! She's beyond one of the best witches out there! You knew that."

"There is no help for me, Keira."

Keira huffed, "I don't believe that. What are you going to do? Sire my child and then go off and die on me?"

She didn't realize how upset she was until her voice began to shake and her heart was pounding wildly in her chest. Her whole existence, even her future, flashed before her eyes.

Sebastian smiled. He knew her heart better than she did. Even when they were at battle with each other, he felt her eyeing him like she needed to know him. She'd stay next to him while the fight raged on and target him. He knew deep down Keira always had a deep intrigue for the satyr and that's one thing she couldn't understand.

Keira didn't believe that. There had to be something they could do.

"You're just giving up like this? Why?"

Sebastian got up from the bed and paced the room. He didn't want to, but the curse couldn't be lifted. He'd tried almost everything, even resorting to his own dark arts.

"You drag me here so you can die on me?" Keira asked, "This is a nightmare."

The pain in her voice was indicative that she was torn. There was a small ounce of love for him just hidden away inside of her heart and now it was crumbling.

"This isn't how I wanted it to be, Keira."

Keira stared at him as he continued his pacing. He was such a handsome man, it was clear to her that he could have any woman he really wanted, but he had come after her.

"The oracles didn't show me this," Keira whispered, "What are they keeping from me? They can show us how to cure you?"

"You can try," Sebastian shrugged, "My gods haven't intervened."

Keira sighed. Gods and oracles could be ever so finicky.

She got up from the bed and took Sebastian by the hand.

"Walk with me," she pleaded, "Show me the rest of your home."

Sebastian gladly held onto her as they made their rounds through the home. Keira felt like she'd been there before, but she couldn't have. It was cozy and familiar, not a sad place at all.

"And this is the library," Sebastian said as they stepped into a large room filled with books all the way to the ceiling, "I like to read."

Keira smiled, "Me too. I'd spend so much time in here!"

Sebastian nodded,"I know. "

Keira rolled her eyes, playfully.

"Of course you do. "

Sebastian chuckled as they exited the room.

"And yes I've tried to look for cures in my books, " he said, practically reading Keira's mind,"I've been told multiple times that there is no cheer and the hag is dead who cursed me. "

Keira frowned,"Another hag can't reverse it? "

"It's got to be that same hag, I suppose. That's what I've been told. "

Keira didn't believe it. She couldn't believe that Sebastian was going to lay down and die one day just because some hag had a bad day.

"Why did she do it?"

"I didn't fuck her, Keira."

Keira stopped, as did Sebastian.

"You've got to be kidding me," Keira scoffed, "All because she couldn't get you in bed with her?"

Sebastian shook his head,"I wish I could say it was because of something worthwhile or that I did a horrible deed, but she was simply jealous of my interest in you and not having any kind of interest in her. "

Keira narrowed her eyes, her pulse rising rapidly.

"So she cursed you, but also cursed me and your future offspring."

Sebastian turned from her and sighed, his heart was so full of love for the woman next to him that it pained him deeply to know she would go through life without him.

"Yes, she did. She made sure I'd have a few children, if possible. It could take a few years for me to die, but you would lose me and so would our children. "

"Then why would I want this for me? For my children?"

"You can't breed with anyone else, dandelion. You know this. The oracles showed you. If anything, it's like the prophecy that Esther and Augustus had to submit to eventually. I'm truly sorry, but you are not just a witch. Your bloodline is strong in the nymph and satyr world. Haven't you had days where you felt something else other than what your sisters were feeling? "

Keira winced. Of course she did, but she felt like she was just being her wild and untamed self, not adhering to the rules or the ways of man.

"That's the nymph in you," he said, "It's who you are."

He moved closer to Keira, taking her in his arms and smiling.

"That is why I must make you mine, little weed," he said, "Sooner than later we must become one."