Beware her beauty ( T.R.S pt 2 )

Chap nine

Rarba was on her knees .
Tom looked on astonishingly .
Never did Tom think he would see Prideful and arrogant Rarba kneeling .
She was shaking , her whole being as if an earthquake had struck it .
" Rarba ". Tom exclaimed , her only response were shaking hands as they curled in the ground , capturing the carpet between her hands.
Tom rushed forward grabbed her by the arms and pulled her upward .
She turned in his arms and clutched his robes , her eyes were the brightest blue he'd ever seen .
It was as if the brightest of light bulbs were behind her eyes , lightening them up.
Her eyes were crazed , darting right to left , up and down .
A kind of fog seemed to be over them , Rarba was simply not in control .
This wasn't Rarba.
Tom looked on scarily as thing that was supposed to be Rarba ,  started wheezing.
Her whole body started getting the hugest of tremors.
As if someone much bigger then her was shaking her furiously .
" By the rise of winter so will his empire!
No one will think of calling him a liar!
Blood will fall before he realizes his thirst for vengeance ". The voice sounded like Rarba's but it was not a voice she used .
These words came out raspy , some whispered while others were wailed .
All the tremors suddenly stopped and looking down he saw that Rarba's knees were bent and her head lulled forward .
Her curled crow coloured hair hid her face , with two black silk curtains .
There on her neck were three black beauty dots they were shaped like a triangle if if you traced them .

Rarba was limp only held together by him .
Tom gently lay her on the ground .
Her hand was in a fist , Tom slowly preyed it open .
There inside was a small slip of paper , it read-
' your Rarba '
Tom did not understand the purpose for it nor did he care much really .
Now the girl with black Raven hair , was his priority at the moment .
Black hair made a circle around her , bare feet with no coloured toes .
She wore a minty green robe with flapper arms , there on her little finger was his ring .
That was the only jewelry she adorned .
There was a pocket in the robe , with something pocking out.
Something like curious pricked him on the inside , Tom got on his knees.
A position never did Tom think he'd partake in , not if it meant life and death .
For death wouldn't be able to have , him while he was on his knees.
But there he was on his knees , leaning forward until his fingers slipped inside her pocket .
His fingers rounded on the object , and got it out .
It was a round bottle of perfume .
Tom brought it up to eye level and surveyed it .
It's colour was deep purple , that you could barely see the liquid inside .
Rarba wouldn't carry a perfume for no reason .
So conjuring a tube , he twisted open the perfume and spilled some of its contents inside .
Just enough that sharp Rarba wouldn't notice .

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After putting the tube aside , Tom stood and bent downwards ; to retrieve Rarba.
Putting one arm under her back and the other under her knees.
He lifted her up , his face screwed into a look of concentration .
Though Rarba was not heavy she was still quite difficult for someone like Tom to pick up .
Tom was tall and rather fit but he was not muscular and heavy to pick up another person without breaking a sweat.

Droplets of water made its way down his neck and forehead .
As he struggled to pull forward his feet , to Rarba's bed .
His arms started to go down with weight weighing them down .
And Tom had to straighten his back , so that Rarba didn't crash to the ground .
With his last effort , he pulled his arms upwards and tried to gently put Rarba on the bed ; without throwing her and having her crash on it .

When she was out of his arms , his arms thudded with the blood speeding up inside them .
His breathing was slightly irregular.
Now how to get her under the covers ?

Tom slowly dragged the covers from under her .
And then put the quilt over Rarba.
Only her neck and face showed , the rest was covered.
Tom took her hair and gently tucked them to her side.
Without much thought , he put his cold pale hand on her surprisingly warm pale cheek .
Because her face was relaxed and not standing up , he didn't feel the sharp bones under her cheek .
Tom only felt soft skin that he slightly brushed with his fingers .
A warm sort of feeling swept through Tom , it was as if there was a string attached to his heart , and someone pulled the string .
After his hand stayed on her cheek for one more betraying second ; Tom stepped back and for a few moments watched the peaceful angel looking girl sleep.

Tom wondered briefly of what people saw when they fainted .
Was it all black ?
Temporarily death with your soul still intact .

Because Rarba stayed with him when he was 'apparently' blacked out , Tom decided he would also sit and wait until she awoke.
Maybe he should have called for the nurse ?
But even if what would he say .
" That she started spouting weird words and then fainted ".
No he couldn't say that , cause then word would get around about this incident .
Rarba wouldn't like that happening , people's tongues saying her name not in the best manner .
So in the end he sat on the bed besides Rarba's and looked on while Rarba slept with a peaceful look , that she only ever got while in the land of sleep and unconsciousness.
When her conscious wasn't alert , and commanding every aspect of her to keep on alert .