Conquests within Forfeits. The Hemerwig Series

Ch. 6-Healings

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"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart." -Helen Keller

 Melrose’s POV

    Silence isn’t as great as Col made it seem. I half expected to be dead by now, but Braeden surprised me.

    The fire in his eyes suddenly went out at my words and he took a step back. Maybe fire elementals are incapable of forgiveness because since then, Braeden hasn’t stopped doing what he did after taking a step back. Braeden is still simply staring at me. I can’t help but wonder if he thinks I’m lying. I wonder if he thinks I’m more of a threat to him. When I first met Braeden thought that Braeden’s stare would be somehow intimidating. Apparently I’m wrong about a lot of things today.

    A slight chill runs through me for just standing here damp and a little shaken, but it’s enough to make Braeden defrost. He takes a step near me ready to speak, but I take a defensive step back. Although I forgive him, I still don’t really trust me. Braeden has the power to kill me and I don’t even have the skills to protect myself.

  “Listen Melrose, I apologize. I don’t want to kill you,” Braeden says with his hands raised. Maybe that would comfort someone but the words just really annoy me.

  “Are you telling me or yourself?” I ask while looking him in the eye. Fire Elementals are known for their lack of self control so it’s only a mater of time until Braeden makes a move on me. I don’t know if the move will be sexual or simply physical but I’m starting to know the inner Breaden.

    Braeden straightens his appearance and clears his throat to asks, “Would you mind knowing that I’m truly sorry?” Braeden’s body language seems sincere and his eyes seem to be desperate. Braeden has every right to be begging. I’m the ruler here.

    I shrug and reply without much expression in my voice, “It won’t stop me from sleeping at night.” Braeden sighs in relief and I walk to where I threw my dress. I’m still a little wet, but I’m ready to get out of here. I grab my bags before taking a final look around the cave. I’ve have a lot of good and bad memories about this place. I wonder how many more bad there will be than good.

    “If you don’t mind me asking, why is this your favorite spot?” he asks. I turn to face Braeden and simply point toward the water.

     I notice the confusion wash over his face as he says, “But you have water everywhere.”

   “It’s not about the water,” I begin. “It’s about what’s in it. My family’s crest is at the bottom. It was the first place I’d seen it outside of the palace so that had to mean my ancestors were here. It’s special.”

    I try to ignore Braeden’s presence and half way through the tunnel I feel like I’m doing a good job of that. It’s almost too good. As time wears on I realize that I’m not really mad at Braeden. I’m more upset about what I don’t know about him. Braeden could be the worst creature ever created by Neptune’s trident or he could be as gentle as a water lily. I might never know because I haven’t given him a chance.