[Fairy In The Forest] Minutestory017

part 45 feeling

It had been a long day at work, and all I could think about was getting home and eating a hot meal. As I walked towards my house, I noticed Blezi standing in the yard with a boy. Her back was to me, but I could see that she was smiling and laughing. My initial reaction was confusion - Why was she not with Rose at the hills as planned? And Who is this boy she was talking to?

I approached them, trying to keep a smile on my face despite the questions swirling in my mind. Blezi quickly explained that the boy was her aunt's son, who had walked her home. I couldn't help but wonder why she had gone out without telling me, and why she was acting so carefree and oblivious to the trouble she had caused.

Despite my inner turmoil, I put on a smile and greeted the boy, thanking him for walking Blezi home. I even invited him to have dinner with us, but he politely refused and left.

We all went inside, and Blezi's uncle offered to buy dinner. I wasted no time in digging in, while Blezi chattered on about her visit to her aunt's house. The more she talked, the more frustrated I became. It was clear that she didn't understand the gravity of her actions, and it was driving me crazy.

I tried to reason with her, but she brushed off my concerns and told me not to worry about her. How could she be so reckless, so careless with her own safety? I couldn't understand her thought process, and my anger reached a boiling point. I berated her for her behavior, and she burst into tears.

Seeing her cry, my heart softened, and I realized that my harsh words had only made things worse. I pulled her into a hug, trying to soothe her and reassure her that I cared deeply for her safety. It was the first time I had seen her cry, and it broke my heart to see her in such distress.

As she sobbed, I placed my hands on her cheeks, forcing her to look into my eyes. I expressed my love and concern for her, trying to calm her down. We stayed like that for a while, holding each other close until her tears subsided.

Once she had regained her composure, we parted ways, and before she retreated to her room, I apologized for my earlier outburst. Her smile as she forgave me was so beautiful, so genuine, that it took my breath away.

As I stood in the hallway, still reeling from the emotional rollercoaster we had just been on, I heard her voice from her room.

Blezi: Do you know Rose? You are so lucky to have Rebass as your big brother. He is so caring,"

Her words hit me like a ton of bricks, and I felt something shift inside me. It's so obvious that I can hear her voice even she whisper in the other room. And I am glad that I Have this ability. In that moment, I realize She was not just a friend or a companion, but someone who had captured my heart in a way I never thought possible. I knew that I would do anything to protect her, to care for her, and to love her with all that I had.

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The sun was starting to set as Blezi and I continued our journey towards my home in the cave on the hill. The trees rustled in the gentle breeze as we walked, the sound of birds chirping filling the air. Blezi looked around in awe, taking in the beauty of the world around her.

As we walked, I couldn't help but steal glances at Blezi. Her hair flowed behind her in waves, her eyes sparkled in the fading light. I couldn't believe that someone as kind and beautiful as her would want to spend time with someone like me.

Blezi: Where are we going, Rebass?

Rebass: My home.

"Which one? We just came from... wait... on that village again?" she asked, confusion evident in her voice.

Rebass: No, not the village. My home, where I live,"

It took a moment for Blezi to realize which home I was referring to. As realization dawned on her, she spoke up. "Ah, that one, on the cave?"

I nodded, a smile on my face as I watched her reaction. "Yes, that one. It's a bit of a trek to get there, but it's worth it."

Blezi sighed, looking down at her tired legs. "Oh no, it's so far and high. My legs hurt. I can't do that."

I chuckled, reaching out to gently squeeze her hand. "Don't worry, Blezi. If you get tired, I'll carry you. I promise."

Blezi blushed at my words, a smile playing on her lips. I could tell that she was trying to avoid making eye contact with me, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of affection for her. She was so sweet and kind, and I wanted nothing more than to make her happy.

As we continued our journey, the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the landscape. The trees cast long shadows on the path ahead

These swords were not just any ordinary swords. They were special, unique - each one infused with a piece of my soul, a reflection of my dedication and skill. I knew that my master would be pleased with my work, and I was eager to show him the fruits of my labor.

But there was someone else I was even more excited to share my creations with - Blezi. She was a skilled knight. I knew that she would appreciate the beauty and craftsmanship of the swords, and I couldn't wait to see the look of surprise and joy on her face.

When we finally arrived at my humble abode, Blezi let out a sigh of relief and quickly sank down onto a chair, exhaustion evident in every line of her body. "Do you need some water?" I asked, concern lacing my voice. As she began to massage her tired legs, she nodded gratefully.

Blezi: Yes, please.

I slipped away to the other room, returning moments later with a cup of cool water in hand. But I also had something else hidden behind my back - the three swords that I had poured my heart and soul into. As I handed her the cup, her eyes caught sight of the covered swords, and her curiosity was instantly piqued.

"What is this?" she asked, gesturing toward the swords. With a smile, I carefully uncovered the weapons, revealing the gleaming blades and intricate designs that adorned each one. Blezi's eyes widened in wonder as she took in the beauty of the swords, her fingers reaching out to trace the delicate patterns etched into the metal.

As I stood there in front of Blezi, waiting anxiously for her reaction to the swords I had crafted, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and anticipation. I had put my heart and soul into creating these swords, each one a masterpiece in its own right. And now, I wanted Blezi to see them, to appreciate the hard work and dedication that had gone into their making.

I watched as Blezi's eyes widened in surprise as she uncovered them, her breath catching in her throat. The intricate designs, the perfect balance, the sheer beauty of the swords seemed to take her by surprise, and for a moment, she was speechless.

But then she spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. "These...this is incredible. I never knew you had such skill, Rebass." Her words filled me with a sense of pride, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at her words.

And then she asked the question that I had been dreading. "Whose patron have you copied, Rebass?" Her words hung in the air, the unspoken accusation clear in her eyes. And I knew that I had to come clean, had to tell her the truth.

Rebass: It's my master's.

I admitted, my voice barely audible. "He asked me to craft a new pair of swords for him, and these are the result." I watched as Blezi's expression shifted, a mixture of disbelief and anger flashing across her face.

Blezi: Your master?

she asked, her voice tinged with disbelief. "Can I meet him?" Her request caught me off guard, and I hesitated, unsure of how to proceed. But then, I made up my mind. Blezi deserved to know the truth, deserved to understand the circumstances that had led me to this point.

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