Chapter 58 (re)


    re threw herself onto the soft lively grass, and faced the bayou waters, it was as soft as she


    imagined, and smelt of musk, the strongest kind.


    A tree moved toward her, shading the sun from her face, a few minutes before Kalbreal left to fetch


    them something to drink while she stretched out her aching legs.


    She ced her hands under her neck, lying on her back and stared up at the tree kind enough to


    shade her, watching the dance of its leaves as it provided her with entertainment as well, moving to


    ballet in her mind.


    She bent her neck forward, chin to chest, looking toward the water, as an image yed up in her mind,


    Phillip,


    She wondered if he was ok, did he try calling her, she wouldn’t know because she left her phone at the


    castle. She thought of her mother’s death, it had been just a day ago but felt like a week by the way the


    Lightwatchers carried on like none of it mattered. She couldn’t fault them, life went on for them, they


    were born to die, killers. Death was not the end because their souls lived forever, wow, she couldn’t get


    her head around this crap.


    She reyed the ceremony in her head, what could have gone wrong, and that man, William, his


    faceless body, those unique eyes prating right to her very soul, as his hands wrapped around her,


    she remembered breathing in his very air. She rubbed her fingers together, remembering the feel of his


    cheek moving against her palm, as her fingers brushed his flesh.


    “Princess,” she whispered the endearment, the thought made her face heat up and a silly smile tickled


    her lips. It was the biggest brightness in her darkest hours and she would hang on to it, for as long as


    she could.


    Kalbreal stood in front of her, blocking her view of theke, holding two big cups of juice. “You shouldn''t


    think so much,” handing one to her, he said with a smile, “It ages you.”


    re grabbed a small stone and flung itmely at him, which he missed,ughing, “Your brother said


    to meet us here, the meeting’s in a few hours.”


    She sat up, taking both cups out of his hands, and put his own on the grass, which was now ttened


    like a coaster, so Kalbreal can sit next to her.


    She jumped in shock, when another tree joined them and spilt some of the juice on her pants, luckily, it


    was leather. The tree dropped pears. Kalbreal picked up four, rinsed them in theke and threw one at


    re, “You did not just wash the fruit in ake full of dead people’s ash.” He bit into it, her jaw dropped,


    “Nothing mixes with theke, you could drink from it.”


    “If you say so but if I get infected, it’s all on you Angel-boy.” The tree turned and dropped a pear on


    re’s head, she scowled, as it returned to its original position.


    It was ten minutester when she lost the battle of silence, curiosity spurred her, “What happened with


    Lu and her husband?”


    “If one is chosen to be a maker they can’t have a family, they have to give themselves uppletely.”


    “But why would he do that? Why would anyone do that.”


    Kalbreal bit into the pear and stared into theke, he still stood by, “Sacrifice, not every Lightwatcher


    can be killers rebe. Lu is strong, a great warrior and fearless. Cedriel was given the gene, not


    the conscience. They married young hoping he’d ascend and at least be a teacher, but today when it


    happened, he had a mark that is rare, a mark that chooses his faith for him. In his case his path was


    forced on him, it’s believed that sometimes a path is chosen for you, and if you follow, it shall lead you


    to unimaginable possibilities. My father once told me, that it’s the path that makes the man, not the


    oue.”


    “Your father is a wise man, can’t you help him, you’re an Angel?”


    He didn’t look at her, when she faced him, a frown creased between her eyebrows, she had to stare at


    the right side of his face. The outline of his features all matched perfectly, not one dent or hair out of


    ce, so perfect, too perfect. His orange streaks just took it all and gave it a perfection you could never


    multiply. She wanted to hit herself for not being attracted to him, but she couldn’t muster up enough


    guilt to actually do it.


    re didn’t know what it was about his eyes when he turned his head to face her, he was standing five


    feet away, but that intense fire that erupted in his irises, said a lot of things, but one screamed out to


    her…, Kalbreal was hanging on to a deadly secret. A secret that she wasn’t so sure she wanted to


    know. His jaw ticked before his lips parted to say, “he’s been blessed, it isn’t a curse but a gift, an


    honour. Lu will ept it in time, she’s strong.”


    re was furious by Kalbreal’sck of concern, he certainly knew how to get her revved up, she


    screamed, “ept it? She has to raise a FREAKIN’ baby alone, UNACCEPTABLE, you have to help


    her.”


    He moved in a blink of an eye, one moment he was five feet away next, he was right there, “There’s no


    reason to shout rebe, I’m sitting right next to you.” He paused and muttered something, which she


    was pretty sure was curse words, way to go Angel-boy she thought, as she barred her teeth.


    re got up and threw the juice on him, he could probably crush her like an ant but she didn’t care


    about that in the heat of the moment, she just wanted to get as far away from him as possible. She


    didn’t even understand or make sense as to why it bothered her so much, but it did, it grated her that


    life was so cruel, that her cousin would be a mother and a ‘divorced’ woman on the same day.


    It was like Lu was given a gift of life but lost a part of her soul, nothing about it seemed right to re


    no matter how you put it.


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    Kalbreal stood up and stepped in beside her, his eyes locked onto hers, she knew her face was red


    and her lips pursed, as she scowled at him, but her anger seemed to just brighten his mood. She


    looked at him, his face transformed into the sun itself as he smiled so radiantly, like if the sun had a


    face it would be his. She felt her furrowed brow drop at his amused lips and found it harder to hold her


    annoyance at the infuriating creature.


    “Fine.” He lifted his hand, wiggling his fingers, a what-ever gesture, “If it upsets you that much I’ll see


    what I can do, ok.”


    Their eyes stared into one another’s for minutes, though it had felt not long enough when she lowered


    her gaze. She didn’t want to give him the wrong impression, she had no romantic inclinations toward


    him. She saw him as a friend, an Angel who was pleasing to the eye.


    Where was the harm in that, surely Kalbreal didn’t really feel anything for her, he said so himself? He


    was married, she just reminded him of his wife, it wasn’t the end of the world, but part of her, as sick as


    it sounded felt like she was betraying William. With one touch he’d imed her, he was herpulsion,


    her secret slice of decadence, tainted and she hadn’t even seen his face.