Chapitre 17: chapter 16 Screams
The room that was given was quite large. There was a giant glass window overlooking the destroyed city. Maybe the Zakeriens loved this view. To see everything they conquered right before their eyes must be quite pleasing.
Once Zelda left, Azreal put up a barrier around the room. I assumed it was to make sure no one could spy or overhear what goes on in here.
Azreal kept his distance throughout the day. He stood in front of the window hands clasped behind him. The setting sun made him glow in an ethereal way and I couldn't help but unwittingly admire this Greek God-like creature. It was unfair how the evil ones can look so good.
He hasn't spoken a word to me and I'm fine with that. I haven't forgotten the messed-up things he's done to me anyway.
I sat on the giant circular bed that was located in the center of the room, feeling stuffy in the winter clothes I'm in. There is a drastic difference in the temperature but I didn't want to strip this off in front of him, despite the number of times he saw me naked.
I resist the urge to yell at him for that. These aliens do not know what personal boundaries mean. Nor do they care.
I wasn't sure if I was imagining it but suddenly, I started to hear people scream. For a second I wondered if I'd already descended into madness and if I'm finally hearing voices in my head. I started to panic. As if sensing my thoughts Azreal looks my way.
"There must be a torture chamber above us." He says looking at me passively.
What? so it's not in my head. Thank God.
"Who are they torture-" Oh. Right. The humans. of course.
"Why? why would they do that?" I growled out furiously.
Azreal regards me blankly before answering.
"Perhaps to gain information or they are being experimented on. Regardless, your kind belongs to them. Therefore they may do whatever they please."
Azreal lazily strides over to where I'm at and takes a strand of my Auburn hair in his long fingers. twirling it between his thumbs.
"Just like how you belong to me Aurora. You're mine."
I noticed how he referred to the Zakerians as "They" Instead of "Us."
"are you a zakerian?" I ask cautiously pulling his hand away from my hair.
I mean he looked different from the rest. Plus it doesn't make sense that he would fight his people.
Instead of answering he smiled at me. One of those seemingly charming smiles a psychopath would give right before their next kill.
And suddenly I was even more uncomfortable than before. Creeped out even. What exactly is he?
It gave me some comfort to know what he was back then. A Zakerian. The enemy.
But now I'm plunged into more unknown waters I don't know how to tread.
You know what? I don't want to know. all I know is that he is not human and he's an evil cruel creature I need to get away from. Soon.
The screams started up again.
Zelda that witch. she gave this room on purpose. knowing I could hear the horrible screams of my people.
My shoulders slumped helplessly.
Azreal snapped his fingers and my too-warm clothes disappeared instantly.
I gaped at him.
"You seemed uncomfortable in them. Get some rest pet. I'm assuming it has been a long day for you."
I'm more uncomfortable being naked you conniving bastard. I wanted to say that but kept my mouth shut instead.
I could hear the pained screams in the background and I couldn't help but shudder. How can I sleep when all I can hear is their screams?
I supposed Azreal wouldn't have that problem. He'd sleep like they were lullabies to his ears.
Now that I thought about it I have never seen Azreal sleep. Not once during our time together. He's always up and about when I wake up. nor have I seen him go to sleep.
I glanced at him curiously. Wondering how he functioned. How much more otherworldly can he get?
I laid down knowing I won't get any sleep tonight Azreal took me in his arms. I tensed at first, remembering his blood-soaked hands, but managed to calm down afterward. The moment I relaxed I could feel the tension leave his body as well. Funny, because I didn't know he was tensed in the first place.
"Once my business here is done Let's leave soon. I do not like staying here as much as you." He mumbles into my hair.
I give out a soft sigh and nod.
I'll have to find a way to escape before then.
The feat seems impossible as he holds me possessively throughout the night I fall asleep despite the screams. However, I know he's wide awake. Calm and Alert as always.
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