Capítulo 5: An Instrument Of Redemption
"Yes, after we had our first night, we had to sleep together because we were husband and wife."
Night fell, Lascrea was now lying on the bed with both of them. Anxiously she could not shut her eyes at all in the late hour.
"Oh, how am I supposed to spend the night with that guy again? Is he going to do that thing again tonight?" Lascrea asked in her heart as she turned to her right.
"But if I can't do it, he's strong and he's not human. Ch, what do you think?" lascrea asked her silently while turning to the left.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.
The continuous sound of the clock and the incessant pounding of Lascrea's heart.
"Oh, my heart please be silent! You should not embarrass me in front of that man," Lascrea blurted out, trying to calm herself.
One hour passed unnoticed...
Two hours passed unsettled...
Three hours passed unsettled...
Allail hasn't come. Lascrea got up and sat down quickly, removing the blanket above her.
"Where is he? Is he not coming at this hour?" Lascrea gazing intently at the entrance of their room and the running clock.
"Oh, wake up, Lascrea, why are you waiting for that wishy-washy man, no, no, no, no, don't you be tempted by his good looks and his muscular body, haha, crazy!" Lascrea was trying to get her mind back on track.
Suddenly, the two ladies knocked at the door.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Your majesty, we'd like to send a message of his majesty, may we come in?" asked the two of them for permission to enter the private Chambers of Lascrea and Allail.
"Yes, you can come in, please," Lascrea responded, and then they both went in and gave a report.
"My lady, I am sorry to inform your majesty that, her majesty is waiting for his majesty's return, but he is not coming home tonight because he has a task to finish. He ordered her majesty to rest first without waiting for him," they both explained at the same time.
"Hahaha, m-my goodness, who's waiting for him, don't worry, hih," lascrea stammered because she also thought that she was waiting for Allail's return. "All right, all right, you can go now, I'm getting sleepy. So, I'm going to bed," lascrea continues.
"Well, then, your highness, we'll excuse ourselves," the two of them said and returned to their places.
When they came out and closed the bedroom door, she had never felt this lonely, though she always slept and practiced alone in her dorm when she was still in the human world.
"Bad, bad man!"
Lascrea fell asleep after saying that.
***
"Hoaam!"
"HMM? What is this? It was so warm," she mumbled while hugging something that felt like human skin, suddenly opening her eyes slowly.
Lascrea glared her eyes, her face red as peach fruit when she realized her hand was hugging the figure she had been waiting for.
The sleeping beauty in the undraped fashion. Slowly the Lascrea looked deeply at him. Curls of the eyes, exotic skin, long strands of hair, thin, seductive lips make Lascrea think hard.
"For heaven's sake, Lascrea, this man is not a human being, you don't know what he is but you mustn't let him seduce you!" Lascrea patted her face with her hands simultaneously to restore her clear mind.
Suddenly the deep-asleep man opened his eyelids, and looked says in front of lascrea's face.
"Amone, you must sleep! Now is not the time for you to admire my good looks," he says, leaning inside the lascrea embrace.
"Let me go, I can't sleep like this!" Lascrea tried to unleash Allail's embrace yet eluded.
"Be patient for a little while Amone, I am very tired today, but because I remember you, so I come here, you sleep quietly!" says Allail, putting Lascrea's head close to his shoulder and giving her a gentle kiss.
Lascrea had no other choice, losing to the man who made her heart race.
"Yes, I'll sleep, but... I am not amone," murmured Lascrea with tears streaming in silence then closed her eyes.
Somehow when Allail called her another woman, her heart ached so much, she just wanted him to know her with himself instead of seeing another woman in her.
***
"Hoaam!"
Morning came, Lascrea was still in Allail's arms when she opened her eyes. As she opened her eyes, the man gently embracing her, open his eyes too.
"Good morning, Amone," Allail greeted her with a sweet smile that felt like spring in his eyes.
"Mor-ning?" Suddenly Lascrea let go of Allail's embrace and quickly woke up and sat down.
"What's up, Amone? Why are you in such a hurry? It's still early," Allail says with the face of Lascrea, trying to kiss her beautiful lips.
"Stop!!" Lascrea stopped Allail's lips, which had only a few inches left.
"Why Amone? Something's wrong?" Allail asked with confused.
"You!" Lascrea glared. "I want to tell you something, stop calling me Amone, I'm not Amone, I'm lascrea, l-a-s-c-r-e-a, las-c-rea, not Amone," she firmly states in her name.
"Do you still not remember your past life?" Allail asked with squinty eyes and wrinkled foreheads.
"I don't know about my past, but right now, next to you is a twenty-year-old ballerina named Lascrea, not Amone. I don't know who Amone is, but I'm tired of hearing you call me by her name."
"So you don't think you're the Amone I know?" Allail's expression began to change.
"I don't care which Amone you know or whoever she is, if you don't want to call me by my real name, send me back to the human world, I don't want to live with someone who always calls me by another woman's name, oh yes, you're not even a person," explains Lascrea, looking intently at Allail
To hear Lascrea's words that she should be sent back into the human world only to stir Allail's emotions, he then grasped lascrea's arm and flung it to the bed.
"Aww, that hurts!" Lascrea winced in pain.
"What did you say? Even to death, you will not be able to return to the human world, and you will keep with me as my queen until you die, and that is the way you can atone for what you did with those vile angels!"
Lascrea realized then, that this man had never loved her at all, she was merely a tool of penance for a wrong that she had never committed.
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