Grim Reaper's Handmaiden [Grim Books:1]

Chapter 28

Chevel POV

Days have past and I always woke up feeling tired from the lack of sleep since hearing from Gyth that the king wanted my audience.

Also, I can’t keep Dante out of my mind. Questions kept popping in my mind about who he is and what he wanted. I’m also curious about how Gyth knew him but I can’t make myself ask him about it since he just shrugged it off yesterday.

To make it worse, Gyth is out of sight. Instead, Dicarius and Sebastian are here again. They told me that Gyth went to work and I’m guessing he’s in the human world by now.

It made sense since it’s been quiet in the human world for days, which I am glad about but that ended too soon knowing Gyth went out today.

“How many?” I asked Dicarius who’s acting silly in front of my cat.

“Twelve this morning.” He answered as he landed on top of Seb’s head in order to meet my eye level.

My eyes widened at his response. It’s been days since no one died but now it seemed like it was just being accumulated up until now.

“That many?? How?” I asked, panic oozing from my veins. Not to mention, it’s the city I used to live in.

“It was a huge fire.” He said and I sighed in dismay.

No matter how much I worry about it, there seems to be nothing I can do. Instead, my mind wondered onto the upcoming meeting with the king.

I clasped my hands together, trying hardly to calm my trembling stature. My body can’t even hide it’s fear just by thinking about it.

The more I think about it, the more I feel a nauseating feeling in my stomach.

The feeling that I might not even go back alive.

It felt like it was just yesterday when Gyth and I went out to watch the moon and the stars in the night sky. It was the best day I’ve ever had since coming here.

Yet now feels like my worst day is about to come. I tried pushing the thought away, ignoring the fact that days are passing by and it’s almost here.

“Have you ever seen the king?” I asked Dicarius whilst Seb is busy playing with Kuppuru.

“No. Master never really talked about him.” Dicarius answered and I sighed in dismay.

Maybe I could just ask Gyth about it when he comes back. I somehow want to imagine what the king looks like in hopes that maybe I won’t get startled as much when I get to meet him.

But I doubt that’s going to help me. It might even make me sleep less thinking about it. I might even have more nightmares than usual just from trying to imagine his face.

“Ugh..” I groaned, scratching my hair as I shove the thoughts out of my head.

I can’t help but overthink a lot. It’s just the way I am and without even noticing about it, I find myself doing it all over again. It stresses me most of the time how I think of things too much.

After having lunch together in Gyth’s room, we all cleaned up the place not letting any proof remain as soon as we finished.

Since coming here I’ve noticed how clean his room is. The castle itself is clean but his room is tidier and the time he takes to organize his documents is tremendous.

I gazed towards Dicarius and Seb who fell asleep on the couch snoring loudly. They must’ve been so tired from working and keeping me company at the same time.

They were taking shifts to keep me company and I’m very grateful towards them.

The sun has set and darkness filled the sky but Gyth is still not back.

I stared out the window wondering what’s keeping Gyth for long when the door suddenly made a clicking noise.

Dicarius and Seb instantly woke up upon hearing the door. They bid me farewell before stepping out the room and my mouth formed an anticipating smile.

The door sprung open and Gyth came in, looking tired as usual but what I didn’t expect is when I found myself running towards him.

The next thing I knew, my arms are wrapped around his back and the cold touch of his body tensed against mine.

My eyes widened as I heard the clanging sound of his scythe on the floor.

A strong flush suddenly tinted my cheeks once I realized what I have done.

I was too relieved that he’s back earlier than I expected him to be and I did stupid things yet again.

I hesitantly let go of his back as I slowly lift my head up, still feeling the faint beating of his heart against mine.

I nervously fidgeted my fingers upon seeing how the protruding thing in his throat went down, as if he just swallowed a lump.

My eyes reached his jaw that are slightly tensed and his cheeks faintly flushed. I pressed my lips as I drifted my gaze towards his lips that are barely opened.

Finally, I met his eyes. They’re cold as ever but his features tell otherwise.

I nervously swallowed the lump in my throat as I fixated my eyes on his emerald ones.

I slowly slid off my hands from his side but a sudden rush feeling vamoosed throughout my body as he grabbed me back, engulfing me in his arms.

My knees suddenly felt weak as he held me tightly, my face buried in his chest.

My hands awkwardly rested on my side as my chest pounded hardly. My breathing became heavier as if the air is thinning around us.

I felt my body temperature rise up abnormally as I felt his lips brush my neck.

I can’t feel my body.

I felt weird by Gyth’s sudden gesture. I don’t even know how to respond.

“Chevel..” He muttered all of a sudden, making me flinch in his embrace.

I felt tingles throughout my body as his cold breath brushes my neck.

“Y-yes?” I stuttered upon clearing my throat.

I felt his embrace become tighter before he let go and held both of my arms, locking his eyes on mine.

His eyes are dark and serious as he stared through mine.

“Have you been thinking about it?” Gyth asked and my eyes drooped as I nodded.

He let out a sigh as he led us towards the window seat. He took off his coat and placed it on his desk before sitting next to me.

The cold touch of his elbow on my skin made me flush yet again, as I remembered what I have done earlier.

“I’m sorry for coming back this late.” He said, engulfing me in his arms yet again.

The cold touch of his body and my warmth made a perfect combination.

Not long till I found my hands against his back as I shove all my worries away.

A faint smile formed my lips as I buried my face in his chest.

I can’t get used to this.