A Court of Roses and Ice | ✔️

32 - ᏔᏆͲᎻ ՏϴᎷᎬϴΝᎬᏞՏᎬ

ᏃHᎪᏒIᎪᏁ  SᎾᏞᎪᏟᎬ -

The next time Osiris comes, I'm already ready.

My sword is drawn and I stare at him as he hops off of his dragon, stepping onto the banks of Lleina.

With my knew knowledge, I've decided to test it. To see if Osiris really is my soulmate.

I did more reading, it mentions that once you realize you are soulmates, the pain or emotion you've been feeling becomes slightly more prominent.

He walks towards me, standing right in front of me.

" Princess, " He smiles, drawing his sword.

I smirk at him.

" Give me your hand. " I say, holding out my palm.

He furrows his brows, just staring at me.

" Give it. " I say, staring up at him.

He hesitantly places his hand in mine, palm up.

I draw my sword, slicing down the middle of his palm.

Immediately, my own hand starts to burn as if I was sliced, and I stare down at it, clenching my jaw.

Does he know?

Should I tell him?

No.

He pulls his hand away, letting it drip.

When I look up at him, his eyes are glued to me, confusing swirling within them.

His eyes.

Fucking hell.

They're red.

Everyone knows Osiris Kirths eyes are red.

But fuck.

Staring at him, eye to eye - well, I have to look up - makes you see his eyes in depth.

The way they are lighter in the center and have almost a black outline.

The way his pupils dialate to accommodate the sun.

" What was that for? " He finally asks, breaking the silence.

" Just an experiment. " I draw my sword again.

I still feel his pain pulsing throughout my hand.

" An experiment? " He chuckles, twirling his sword. " Why are you experimenting on me, Princess? "

" No reason. "

No reason.

There's a reason.

A big one at that.

A big reason I don't have the guts to tell him.

" Well, let's get going then. " He smirks, his sword juts out and cuts me in my side.

This is just the distraction I needed.