Servatis A Periculum

Chapter 6

*** i don't own the images i've been using, but i would like to give credits to its rightful owners. ***
***There are parts that Kamilah and Noir will speak in archaic language. Since I've zero knowledge on it, I'll italicize the words and let's use our imagination and pretend that they speak in ancient egyptian language.***
***Again, I apologize for the grammatical errors since English isn't my mother-tongue. And massive thanks for sticking with me.***

Kamilah stared at the sleeping Noir for several hours now. They -- Noir and Bazla had both lost consciousness after their encounter with Ferals, and having to witness what happened has puzzled them.

"Whoa, she's still asleep?" Priya noticed as soon as she entered the room.

"Isn't it obvious?" Kamilah sarcastically answered. She hates it whenever someone would come and say nonsense things.

Noir suddenly jolted from the bed, as if having a nightmare. "Bazla!!!" She called out.

"She's currently --"

Priya's words were cut off when Noir rushed over to her, holding her by the neck. "You!!! What've you done to her?!"

"That's enough." Kamilah said, as she tried to remove Noir's grip on Priya's throat, which is surprisingly strong. Their eyes met, and Kamilah could swear that she felt a powerful current of emotion; something she had never felt before.

As Noir's hold on Priya loosened, Priya choked. "Y-you bitch..." Priya muttered under her breath. Why the heck is she so strong? She dreadfully wondered.

Kamilah's eyes widened when Noir spoke in ancient egyptian language. How... How is this possible?

As Kamilah and Noir talked in a language Priya could not understand, she sighed. "I guess that's my cue to leave." She declared as she massaged her neck.

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Noir's POV:

What the fuck? Why am I so fucking thirsty?! I've already drank like three pitchers of water, and I still fucking want more.

I stopped drinking when I felt all eyes were on me. "What?"

I was seated near a round dining table, with Bazla right beside me. Mr. Handsome guy on a suit, Pretty Lubna, Obnoxious Priya, and her royal gorgeousness Kamilah were all standing, watching my every move curiously. "Are you alright, Noir?" Bazla worriedly asked as she took my hands and gave it a light squeeze.

"Aye? I guess so." I touched my face and scanned my body. "I seem pretty fine. Although I think a nice, warm shower would really fuckin' help."

"The bathroom is there." Mr. Handsome pointed out to a nearby door. "Can we get you anything you might need?"

I gave him a mischievous smile. "Anything?"

Lubna hooked an arm over Mr. Handsome's. "Yes. Anything but my fiancé Adrian."

I rolled my eyes at her response. "Come on, man! As if my lesbian arse would ever want him."

They all giggled except from Kamilah. "Ah, I think I know who I want." I said as I thoughtfully caressed my chin, looking at her.

"I beg your pardon?" Kamilah asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

Priya laughed as she nudged Kamilah playfully. Kamilah glared at her. "Do that again, and I will have your head for breakfast." Kamilah warned in a low voice.

Priya let out an awkward laugh. "Come on, I was just kidding."

"We need to take you and Bazla to our friend." Adrian said.