Ruthless

We are no strangers

Rhea's POV

What had possessed me to do what I did will remain a mystery for days to come. The sight tore my walls down, the sound of her erratic beating heart, all the blood. It was blinding; I acted out of pure rage without keeping in mind what was happening, not until it was done. This will surely meet the ears of the council, and they will not be pleased about my irrational actions. I was not an irrational being; all I did, I did, because it was planned ahead of time. The moment my eyes landed on her features, the pain in her eyes it was enough to make mountains move.

She reminded me too much of what actual pain can cause within the walls of your soul, the thoughts it inflicts on your mind, how it only leaves a dancing parade of torturous memories, how weak and vulnerable it can make you. So why was I letting her get to me, under my skin as if she was performing a love spell upon me? She reminds me of what it feels to feel.

Her lips moved against my own as if the rain earth is blessed with was counting on that one action to keep on falling and blessing us. I've dreamt of this precise moment, I have tasted her lips but never willingly, today that all changed. Both of her hands cupped my face like bees kiss the roses on summers end. It was addictive and anything that is addictive is destructive, but I am a goddess of destruction; this is what I crave for the most. Even after being mistreated yesterday, her lips managed to stay soft and sweet. She was acting out of a daze, a mere daydream, but if this was the only way to kiss her this way, then I did not mind the kiss of gratitude. Before my hunger took the best of me at the pit of my stomach, I decided to pull away from the innocent kiss.  Her hazel eyes glazed over with a spark very new to both of us. I swallowed the remaining of my words and her taste, just stared at her, waiting for any reaction to come. To see her grow fearful, to go into shock, anything... but nothing came. She just sat there with her eyes on me.

"I will tell Matilda to prepare you a relaxing bath; you have the rest of the day off." I stood from my bed, ready to walk away when the sweet tone of her voice stopped me from taking another step further from her.

"Wait." I did not turn around to face her; instead, stood facing the door of my chambers, ready to hear what she was about to say.

"Why did you do it?" That is a haunting question that burns at the pit of my stomach and fills me with wary thoughts I do not need at the moment. Emotions hurt, they always do, and I am better off as the fearful monster that feels nothing. So why have I done this is still unknown. I stared at the ring on my middle finger, my entire hand was covered in a guard's blood and it covered my ring as well. I have stained it with a warrior's blood for her.

"I am lacking the response you seek, perhaps tomorrow I will be able to provide you with it." I felt completely exhausted, even us immortals tend to feel the tiredness of life weighing on us from time to time.

"Is Keana in the castle?" At the mention of my sister's name my jaw clenched.

"She is where she needs to be in the time being, apologies for the disappointment." I walked away to find the needed maid. Once reaching the kitchen all eyes fell on me, they quickly bowed but I could sense their burning questions and the curiosity growing. If they believe this will change anything around the palace, then they must all be in a delusional state of mind.

"Matilda, prepare a bath with warm water and a change of clothing for me and the girl upstairs." I refused to say her name, especially after everyone has stopped doing what they are supposed to just to hear some pointless information.

"If you do not get to work right on this instant I'll be happy to tear your hearts out this time." Without a second glance they quickly hurried. Still with my jaw clenched, the old maid spoke next to me. Taking my attention from the other useless servants.