THE UNTOUCHABLE [COMPLETED]

CHAPTER 12: "WHERE IS HE?"

It was the best sleep that Charlotte had had in what felt like an eternity.

When she was awakened two days later, she felt much better. Her body temperature was warm like a normal human being, there was no more coldness that ravaged her from the inside of her body. The tip of her fingers was not blue-purple anymore, and her mind was so much clearer than a few days ago.

She laid on the bed, enjoying the normalcy of her body feeling for a few minutes, she thought of Dad and Ellie. The thought turned her sorrowful. They must be worried sick by now but she was not sure when she could be discharged from this castle that now was like a hospital, or more precisely, a sanatorium to her. Immora had not come out of her body, and that meant she could not go home. She knew that, and she had to endure this for the sake of her family.

Her right hand slowly reached to her cleavage where Arran's silver necklace with its sun pendant nested in.

Arran. She sat up. It became much more real to her now.

She had a husband. The one who had married her in a last ditch effort to save her life by giving her his precious necklace, an heirloom for him, a symbol of marriage. The necklace that had balanced the influence of the immora which was still in her, giving her this chance to breathe normally and feel somewhat like herself again.

Where are you? she looked around the room.

She got down from the bed, and her legs were strong enough to walk to the window without trembling or falling down.

From the window, she feasted her eyes on the beautiful spring weather out there. The back garden was green and fresh, birds jumping around in differeny plants, she could hear their chirping from her room. She did think that the scarlet iron fence was an eyesore though.

When her legs were tired, she went and sat by the table, looking at the content of her slingbag again. She stared for a long time at her university ID card. She had earned her Ph.D and now she got stuck here in an invisible castle with people who had drunk the immortality potion, and she was married to the guard of the castle so that she did not turn into a demon. Her life was a crazy mix of reality and myths.

Sylve came to visit not long after.

The sorceress looked tired and sad, but she was glad that Charlotte felt better.

"Where is Arran, Lady Sylve?"

Sylve choked on her answer, and shook her head. "He is-is busy."

"I really want to see him again. I have to see him. He is ... he is my husband, isn't he?"

Sylve did not reply anymore. She huffed and spoke,"Immora is still in your body. You are not allowed to go home to your family. I hope you understand."

Charlotte nodded, she was not happy with the fact that she could not see her family, but she also had experienced the horror of immora, and she wanted to protect Dad and Ellie and the others from what immora could possibly do to them. Immora's evil was countered now by her necklace, Arran's necklace, but who knew what it could do still? That thought alone scared the shit out of Charlotte. She had to be strong for the sake of all that was still good in her life out there. Her life outside that scarlet fence that she had to protect, to keep intact.

What bothered her was the refusal of Sylve to tell her about Arran. Sylve was uneasy about the topic and talked about something else instead of answering her.

"I want to see Arran."

"You cannot."

"Why?"

Sylve's breath became faster like she was suppressing the urge to tell her something. The sorceress nodded to her. "Go out to the garden and enjoy the sun. It is good for you."