Sand Scented Jar (Gazellian Series #9)

Chapter 36

Chapter 36: Under the Moonlight

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I should be sleeping right now just like the other women in the house of pleasure, but here I was, sitting on my sleeping covers, staring at the slightly opened window with that golden-like dust in the air as the moonlight touches it.

He was there at the other side of that window, probably standing confidently while waiting for me.

But didn't we agree to stay focused on each other's task right now?

What about Livius? Saan niya naman kaya iniwanan ang alagad na iyon ni Atlas?

I ran my fingers through my hair as I slowly got up from my bed, but with my every movement, my lips were opened, whistling a soft melody— a lullaby that would further bring these women around me to their dreams.

Suddenly, I felt like a singer in an opera, with my small voice lingering in the room, where the thin curtains were dancing in the air, where the slightly opened window with a glimpse of light was a tease, and with my tiptoed steps as I avoided the sleeping bodies.

I must have looked like a swan— a ballerina from the human world behind the curtain of an opera— dancing with her own rhythm. I continued my slow humming but as I passed by a few women with their creased brows probably a nightmare trying to interrupt their beautiful dream, still with my voice, I approached every one of them and with my gentle fingers I massaged the middle of their brows.

Hindi ako tuluyang umalis sa silid na iyon hangga't hindi ko nasisigurado na mahimbing at maganda na ang tulog ng mga kababaihan. At least my songs would bring them to their dreams without interruption, which would take them years to fulfill as they would have chosen this life tied to serve.

When I stopped humming, now with that smile on their faces, I finally stood straight before I faced the window, sliding it slowly, dust was evident in the old wood, but I ignored it and moved it further.

Nang sandaling yumuko ako, hindi ko na mapigilan ang mga ngiti ko sa labi. Saglit lang kami napahiwalay ni Kreios sa isa't isa ngunit ganito na ang pangungulila ko sa kanya.

How did we endure those years of distance if this was how he'd affect me with his few hours of absence?

Hindi agad ako nakagalaw sa posisyon ko, nanatiling nakahawak ang dalawang kamay ko sa hamba ng bintana habang tinatangay ng hangin ang mahaba kong buhok. Pinagsawa ko ang sarili kong makipagtitigan kay Kreios.

King Kreios Sageton Doyle was standing, holding his head so high as he met his gaze with mine. He had that gentle smile on his face as the wind blew, tousling his brown hair. He was still wearing that overly exposed clothing of a spoiled aristocrat, a combination of soft satin brushing on his chest and a glimmering mesh. His hands were in his pocket.

Just like what I had expected he was standing confidently in front of me as if he was in the middle of his castle and he had all the time in the world, and everything was under control.

"Why are you here?"

He arched his brows. "At thought you'd like to take a bite?"

Tinanggal niya ang dalawa niyang kamay sa kanyang bulsa at marahan niya iyong inilahad sa akin.

"Come here, darling love," he softly said.

Isinampa ko na ang isa kong paa sa bintana at hindi ko na siya binigyan pa ng babala nang isinampa ko na rin ang isa para tumalon patungo sa kanya.

And in a moment, after my shadow covered the moon as I threw myself in the air, I found myself in his arms. He had caught me as if he had done this with me a million times.