Peace 27

Somehow in-between the kisses I managed to regain my brain. I knew he could feel my hesitance now, since the kiss he was giving me was getting slow compared to the urgent ones earlier. "You killed noise", he said in a quiet voice. I couldn't understand what he meant. "I don't understand ", I tried to say, but he stopped the kiss altogether and leaned over me, keeping his body weight away from me.

I took the opportunity to breathe and clear my head. Suddenly, it strikes me. He meant the bird his pet. I was on alert now. I know the conversation that we are about to have could go either way. "I wouldn't have done it if I knew how I felt afterwards. I know it won't change anything, but I want to apologize ", I told him carefully. I knew I was talking to a Lycan who was drunk too. It was an evil combination.

"Will your apology bring him back?", he questioned. I didn't say anything. The silence was getting thicker. I turned my face away from him. "Will killing me bring him back?", I asked him in return. He was silent. I took this opportunity to strike again. "If I wouldn't have kissed, would you have killed me?", I asked him shakily but instead of answering he lied on his back away from me. I turned towards him and asked him again. He sighed and said, "No". I wish I could say I was surprised, but I wasn't with him, I knew where I stood.

"Why didn't you say something? ", I asked him. "I didn't want anyone to know I care", he said in a monotonous voice,, but I could feel his pain. I wasn't happy at this information alone, I wanted answers to my question and there were plenty of them.

"He saved my life before. I couldn't help him anyway because I couldn't go against my father. Since he hasn't forgiven me for the last time yet", he said. I was taken aback. I couldn't believe my ears. The father and son duo doesn't sound like very much fond of each other. This information was huge, only I wasn't thinking of how could I benefit of this. Instead, I was feeling sad for this gentleman who had gone against his father for a human girl. I touched his hands,, but he didn't touch me back.

"This is a bad idea, you and me", he said seriously. "You don't sound like a drunk person ", I told him. "Because I'm not. We hardly get a buzz from consuming your alcohol. Even the best if your drinks last half an hour, no more", he answered. "Woah, I didn't know that. I thought you were drunk ", I told him. "Is that why you kissed me", he asked, I saw a smile in his voice but none at his face. "No, I thought I should give you a taste of what you will miss once I die", I said jokingly. He made a face at this but didn't say anything. "From what I saw, I could see your training has been going good", he said lightly.

"So when are you going to come back and train me", I ventured. "I don't think I can train you any more I lost my objectivity around you", he said as though he tasted something bitter. I should feel insulted, but all I could feel was happiness at this confession. "It's ok you are not alone", I assured him and this time I got a smile. "Where were you? ", I asked him. " I was deployed to quash a rebellion ", he said. I wanted to ask more. But if I did,, he would catch the glimpse of excitement in my eyes. I waited silently for more information.

"I hate it when I return home. I smell their blood all the surrounding time", he said. I shuddered, thinking the amount of destruction he might have left in his wake. He was a fierce warrior. Though my enemy, he deserves my respect. "Why are you not learning hand-to-hand combat anymore? ", he asked me. "How did you know that?", I asked him curiously. "I get reports daily of your training ", he said. This pleased me a great deal, I wonder why.

"I didn't understand the point. I'm not good in fights, there is no chance for me to survive unless I'm armed with a bow", I told him. "For a great warrior, you have a very low self-esteem. In order to survive, sometimes you have to best at everything. We give training in every area, so you get prepared to survive. You don't have to best but the survivor ", he told me. I held his hands in mine against my better judgment. This person cares for me more than he cares to admit.

"Thank-you for forgiving me", I told him. "Why do you think I forgive you?", he asked me. "It feels so", I answered him. He was silent again,, and I wanted to avoid it at all costs. I won't let him crawl inside his shell. "If you forgive me, it would make both of us peaceful ", I told him. "I never knew peace ", he told me like a whispered. "Me too", I answered. "Where's noise ?", I asked him. "I don't know ", he answered.

"I want to go see him. Ask for his forgiveness, and he deserves a good funeral, all of them", I told him. If anyone deserves my pity among the lycans it was those birds. He stood up and raised his hands towards, I immediately took it. We both walked outside and met with the guards against courtroom, He told us the place, and it made Lucien angry that they threw away those birds like trash. He asked them to recover them and arrange a funeral. He was confused,, but they did as they were bid.

The time I stood before those poor birds made me suffer the way they might have suffered at my hands. Those birds just showed me how I was fighting the people who are only puppets, the real culprit was Igor their king. I prayed I wouldn't have to sacrifice Lucien like I had to these birds.