True love

"Katara," Reki whispers weakly. "Reki," Katara asks in surprise. He opens his eyes slowly and coughs deeply. Katara laughs and wipes her tears. A smile curls around Reki's lips. "Talking about a heroic rescue," he mocks. "I was nearby," Katara replies softly. "That's a coincidence" laughs Reki. Katara smiles happily and looks into Reki's bright eyes. He looks at his injury. It's gone How? What? "Apparently your chain mail is better, as it seems. It was just a scrape I took care of." Reki frowns. He was sure he felt the sword through his skin! He had seen the blood! It stained his coat of arms red! A scrape wouldn't hurt him so much! Could the mercenary be right after all? Was this young woman really a witch? If she was a witch, he had to get away from her. The headmasters would behead both of them when they discovered that Reki had helped a witch.

The signs are as bright as the stars above him. Katara is a witch! And what about Selina? Wash she. Is his best friend a witch too? Had he previously spared a witch's life? More than that, share a bed with a witch? How could he be so blind? So stupid! And yet... Maybe the stories were lies. Maybe not all witches were bad. He cannot possibly believe that this girl, helpless and frightened, here before him, is an evil witch. All in all. She had saved him. But how? He can't remember anything except. Her lips. She kissed him. Her kiss had saved his life. Her sweet lips, soft as rose petals on his... A feeling he could never forget. And yet. Reki had kissed so many girls before. But this is different. This was, real. And yet... He is forced to let go. He had no choice. He has to leave her. Only... Defenseless. Come on Reki, pull yourself together and be smart, he bites himself.

Reki slides his weapon into the tight-fitting brown leather sheath and stands up. He carefully helps Katara onto her feet. He looks at the mercenary, who is still unconscious. At least if he's still alive. His face is covered in fresh blood. "Damn" Katara curses as she falls through her hurt calf again. Concerned, Reki looks at the injured lady. "Damn," he swears almost inaudibly. Katara is injured. He could hardly leave her like that. She won't make it home without him! He can't leave her. That goes against all his instincts. And at the end... he took an oath. He has to help her. At least home. Without him, she is lost. "Damn," he swears soundlessly again. Protesting, she pushes Reki's helping hand away. "Thanks, I can handle it on my own from here. Isobelle's words had played with her confidence. Reki laughs mockingly. "Do you now? Are you going to crawl home? Here" he chuckles and lifts Katara effortlessly into his muscular arms. Despite the fact that she wants to deny it, she needs him. Katara sighs and rests her head against his strong chest, listening to his rhythmic heartbeat. Almost lulled to sleep by the heat and the calmness he exudes, she shows him the way. Reki smiles when he sees a small wooden house among the dark trees. Green creepers wind up to the amber roof. The small arched windows are adorned with thick black curtains. The round wooden door was decorated with a silver triquetral symbol. Reki swallows when he recognizes the symbol So it was true, she really was a witch Not that it makes much difference to him. But the headmasters. The headmaster couldn't know this He would help her and then disappear from her life That was the best thing for her. And him...Sometimes the wisest choice is just the hardest...

He walks silently into the cozy living room and lays her on the soft bed covered with sheep's wool. Katara takes a deep breath and closes her eyes for a second. Reki's soft hands slide over her calf as he lifts her dress. Katara opens her eyes again as he pulls his head back in shock. A thick yellow snake continues writhing over the thick support beam. Defiantly, she hisses in his ear. Katara chuckles. "Is the brave knight afraid of a reptile?" "No, she just surprised me" he answers deep in thought. Come on Reki, don't be stupid and leave her behind he bites himself. But he can't. Not yet. He can't just leave her behind. Not like this. Reki takes the wooden chair from the round table and looks at her calf. "It's not broken, you're lucky." "I really manage now," Katara replies. Reki laughs. "Of course. Do you have linen? I better tie it up." Before you are really alone, he adds in his mind. Katara nods and points to the small kitchen. "Will you also make some tea?" she asks. Laughing, Reki stands up and fills the cast iron cauldron with water. "I thought you'd make it from here" he jokes and grabs a roll of linen. Katara looks indignantly at him. "You won't leave me alone anyway." Reki smiles again and walks back to Katara." I'll bandage your ankle and that's it. Don't worry," he winks. Katara stares deeply into his eyes as he carefully wraps the bandage around her slender calf.

What is this? It seemed as if the sky was getting thicker by the minute. This atmosphere? This feeling? She cannot describe it. Was Isobelle right? Reki lifts his head, distracted by her stare. "Reki" whispers Katara, but her sentence is interrupted by Reki. He carefully placed his lips on hers. Katara closes her eyes and returns his kiss. She carefully places her arms around his neck. "Katara" whispers Reki. Katara shakes her head. "Shut up and kiss me" she replies softly, and kisses him again. Laughing, Reki answers her kiss. Full of passion and lust, he kisses her neck as she removes the black belt from his body. After she repeats this with the brown weapon belt, he bends over her body. "Reki" she whispers again as his lips slide over her shoulder bone. "Shh" calms Reki and lifts her dress. Katara closes her eyes, completely relaxed for the first time, without thinking about what she is doing and what the consequences might be. Her hands slide from his sweaty back to his naked hips." Reki" she whispers softly with a lust for him. Reki smiles and kisses her full lips as he penetrates deeper and deeper. Groaning, Katara scratches his bareback. Deeply, Reki kisses her lips and strokes her cheek. "I love you" she whispers softly into his pointed ear. "I love you too" he replies, and kisses her lips deeply.