A Dance with Darkness and Light: Re-Origination

32: Moonlight

Bazuul awoke hours later in the evening inside a well-decorated room unknown to him. The bed was huge and extremely soft. It was as if he was laying on clouds amidst the sky. The bedsheet felt pleasantly cool and smelled, just like the rest of the room. Fresh with a faint tinge of jasmine in the air.

"You've woken up? How do you feel little brother?"

A familiar voice traveled the room and into his ears, it was none other than Elanar's. Bazuul's mind and facial features blanked for a while before he realized she was also inside the room, sitting by the open study.

It seemed he was already inside the Lumin embassy. As to how and what had transpired remained unknown to him.

Elanar saw the confusion on his face, she laid down the pen in her hand, stood up from her desk and walked toward him. She explained that his shouting earlier caught her attention. When she looked out of the window to see what the commotion was about, she saw a roughed-up version of him on the ground. Not to mention the immense amounts of blood all around and on him.

She went on and explained as to how he was then carried inside and how one of the elders fed him a medicinal pill. Apparently, the people from the Ralunian embassy had already been informed and should be on their way. Although his body seemed to heal at an above-average rate, she told him that he would have to rest for a couple more days due to his injuries. Thus, he would naturally be disqualified from the third trial. Finally, she asked him what had happened.

Bazuul felt something sweet tingle inside his heart and chuckled slightly. Looking at her in his still weakened state, he softly pinched her nose and explained that the rest would not be necessary. That his body's recovery rate would take care of that.

Although his recovery rate would not be as insane as that of the dark fiend inside his inner world, but still enough. He thanked her for the pill, as it was the first time he took such a kind of medicine.

Elanar went from blushing due to his actions to being annoyed that he wouldn't take her advice. That mixture and him once again crossing his boundaries caused her pride to flare up and she prepared to leave the room.

A few steps before the door Bazuul mentioned that it was, in fact, the shadow of the blade that had ambushed him. Causing her to freeze in her steps. She turned around and looked at Bazuul in order to find out if it was the truth.

Bazuul, on the other hand, could only give her a wry smile as he sighed. "Guess they know that I have been the one that killed their men."

Elanar then walked back toward the bed. Her face was covered in several emotions. Most of all, it seemed, she felt guilty. To Bazuul, on the other hand, seeing these kinds of emotions on her, seemed extremely cute. Almost causing his heart to burst.

Bazuul then smiled, telling her that it's not her fault. It was, after all, his choice to help her. He further added several other reasons in order to comfort her.

"Actually, before I was ambushed, I was planning to come to your place because I got something to give you." Bazuul then explained.

Elanar felt a bit better now and was quite curious as to what he wanted to give her.

Motioning for her to come closer, he put his fingers on her forehead and guided some of the remaining moonlight energy inside of him into her.

Cherishing the feeling of the fresh moonlight energy she was clearly dazed for a second. Then she abruptly opened her eyes and looked onto Bazuul in shock.

"How..." She stuttered before Bazuul interrupted.

"There is a lot more still waiting to be transferred to you. Maybe you should go to your elders or the guards and tell them to not disturb us for the time being."