Her Secret

Chapter One

Three consecutive explosions were heard after the girl with white cloak released the arrow from the bow. A mixture of red and blue flames started to spread on the forest near by.

Despite of what she did and what she has witnessed, nothing was evident on her face. Only her expressionless grey orbs, redish nose and ashen lips were seen on it. Her hair as dark as the darkness complemented with her skin color, which made her attractive even she has a slender body. But she didn't gave a damn about those things, only those who care about looks do.

"Shall we go now, my princess?", someone said that made her snap back to reality.

A man standing on a gigantic creature with wings stretched his right arm as soon as she turned to his direction. Like her, he had jet black hair, redish pointed nose and pale lips but he had a pale face as well, as if it ran out of blood; and those blood can be seen in his pair of eyes. But then again, she didn't gave a damn. His visible 6-packed abs were the ones bothering her.

"I am not your princess you perverted stripper.", she said bluntly like she just woke up from a long sleep.

"Why?", he pouted as she passed by him, stepping on the creatures back too.

Instead of answering, she rolled her eyes on him. The man only chuckled. After some time, he calmed his self and finally wore his cloak which was actually on his left hand the whole time; giving some glances on the girl's back.

"Spread your wings Zilga and head back to the Heim." He chanted and gigantic creature named Zilga, according to him, does what he said.

He sat on its back as it took its flight and stared at her. She was still on her position, standing as she stared at the horizon. The man didn't asked her to sit down even if he wanted her to for he knows, she would ignore it. She was always like that after accomplishing her mission. He was used to it but he can't stop worrying about the things she might be thinking.

He decided to set aside his worries and peeked below them. The flames grew wilder than expected. A smirked made its way to his lips; views like this is what he considers true beauty but—as soon as his eyes landed on the hut in the middle of the forest, the curve on his lips disappeared.

At first thought, he seems to be worried to whoever is inside it but he wasn't.

It was a crying child that made his smirk disappear. Not because of concern nor sympathy, but because of confusion.

'What would make it cry?'

"Prin—" He wasn't able to finish his word. She was nowhere to be seen.

"Zilga, stop."

As what he had commanded it, the creature stayed in mid-air.

He once again peeked beneath them and saw her.... several meters away from the hut, staring at it. 'Well shits strikes her hard', he thought with a huff. She may be handy sometimes.

He mumbled some few words, concentrating on the place he desires to be on and there he was, standing beside her.

"Let's go back prin—" And again, it was cutted off.

She ignored him and walked towards the hut then BAM! The door fell down after she kicked it.

She stepped in but halted afterwards after noticing something. Why was there no cry at all? Where is the creature?

She can't see clear. It was too dark. Even the fires from outside that was approaching the hut didn't helped at all. She took another step and tried to cast a spell ....

When it happened.

He snapped back to reality and stared at her silhoette inside the hut with knitted eyebrows. She wasn't moving but something felt wrong. He's sure, he heard something aside from the rustles of the burning twigs and branches.