Capítulo 29: WE WEREN'T LIKE THIS
"She is my soulmate."
He said, his menacing gaze fixated on her pitiful face. He was enjoying seeing her condition but what annoyed him was her blank face and void green eyes. There was no resentment in them. Will she still not hate him after knowing he was the one who bonded her with himself through black magic? Will she still give him the same look?
Why is there no hate in them?
What does she hide within?
Why does she not react?
He just humiliated her.
Exposed her to her lover.
Yet...there is no resentment in those green pools.
His hand under her chin, traveled to her cheek, his thumb stroking her cheek, green orbs staring right into the black ocean, not scared to see those hideous creatures inside it.
"Why don't...you cry?" He whispered but loud enough for her to hear. "Always trying to act strong, just give in and cry me a river already." He said, his thumb continuously caressing her cheek. She looked like she wanted to say something but her mouth was tied up.
The more he stared at her, the more he felt his mind getting messed up. There was a time when he was willing to perish and slaughter for her but now he is the one who is impairing her. Isn't this her shortcoming? She was the one who grounded the seed of animosity between them.
Accepting his love, just for her advantage.
He wanted to disgrace her more but held back. All of a sudden she shifted away from his touch as if stung by the toxin. His jaw twitched as one of the remembrances flickered in his sanity. A remembrance he could never get rid of even if he goes into oblivion.
They weren't like this. One wasn't filled with hatred and the other didn't hate the warmth even if it was an act.
He remembered how....how they kissed inside that shabby cottage, how the rain poured and thunderstruck, but all they could think of was each other's warmth.
There was a burning desire within them.
How he pinned her against the dirty wooden and kissed her, tears streamed down both of their cheeks, sobs, and gasps escaped their lips. The desire burned in them. He grabbed her wet locks, gripping her locks in his long fingers and deepening the kiss. His other hand, grabbed her waist from behind, pulling her closer, not leaving any space within them. That night all they did was kiss as he kept muttering how much he loved her like a mantra, she accepted him. She accepted his love. She accepted his demons but in the end, all of that was a mere act for her, something she did for his father to bring him back to him.
He doesn't know where to begin...where to start telling about how she broke him.
He stared at her lips until he heard Evenor's shocked voice. He lazily looked at Evenor, leaning back on the throne with her still between his legs. "Yes, if you don't believe me you can ask her, and if that still doesn't assure you I can show you the marks," Evan said in a suggestive tone.
Evenor turned his gaze toward Blossom. Megara slowly turned her head towards him. The threat was visual in his eyes. Megara knew she was already exposed, telling Evenor herself was better than getting deprived of her robe.
Evenor's pupils dilated in shock when he saw her nodding at him. All of it started to make sense in his mind. How she suddenly started ignoring him after coming from the mission. He was flabbergasted and stayed silent in shock. The one he loved already had a soul mate.
"How...how is it feasible all of a sudden?" Evenor asked himself, but his query was loud enough for everyone to hear. "God does things one can't think of," Evan said, his voice a little high as if he was enjoying Evenor's reaction.
"Let's keep this to only the three of us. If anyone in the martial arts world will know about her being my soulmate, you are already thoughtful enough to acknowledge what will transpire after that." Evan said and darted his gaze toward Megara before looking at Evenor again.
"Impossible. It must be your doing as well." Evenor yelled at him, and Evandros looked at him in sheer amusement. Megara turned his head towards Evandros, her green orbs looking at him. "Huh? Have you already gone insane? That was fast." Evandros said and raised his hand, gesturing to the maiden to take Evenor away.
"Where are you taking me? Leave her." Evenor asked Megara was about to stand but Evandros put his leg on her shoulder, making her sit again. She looked at Evenor leaving before turning her gaze on Evandros. "Yes, I keep my word. I will let him go but not yet. He will be kept in one of the prisons. I will set him free when I feel like it." He said and she finally gave him a reaction, which was also not pleasant enough.
She narrowed her eyes at him and tried to t move away to pull off his leg but she halted, realizing if she struggled more he might as well kick her in the face.
"That night..when we kissed for the first time and probably the last as well." He said, the last sentence in a low voice as if muttering to himself but she heard the first sentence.
"You said...you did it to bring me back to the Sect but after that in the prison, you reversed your declaration, just to capture my sympathy. You said your sentiments were true only when you were captured and needed my support. Both of us knew that I was ludicrous when it came to you but I wasn't entirely a null head. What you wished for was gone in the fight and all you got was a failure." He said, keeping his eyes on hers as he rubbed his palms together. She kept her gaze low, listening to his every word.
This was probably the first time he went so deep in the past.
"Tell me if you were in my place would you have pitied me?" He asked, she slowly looked into his eyes, slightly raising her face and staring at him for a while before she finally gestured to him.
She shook her head at him. He snorted and removed his leg from her shoulder.
"And that's why you deserve this."
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