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My Moon’s Shield

[On Hiatus] The long-lost heir to a fallen lineage was rumoured to be walking around the Asian continent. Aphie’s life purpose as crown’s Moon is to fight for the king, protect the king and die before the king. As she is attacked by the crown’s rivals, the crown’s shield, Chris comes into her life bringing nothing but doom to her duties. Chris has always been a bit psychotic and Aphie always hated him for how he was. Yet their ventures together in search of the crown (king) spark a tale that is filled with roses but also thorns. Read the whole story from switching points of view between both Aphie and Chris. ———— This is my first every writing and is currently on a halt since my focus is on the other stories. There will be a lot of mistakes in this as I practically wrote it two years ago...I hope you understand. Will soon get to its editing and continue the work ;)

Eaagles_wings · Fantaisie
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Physiotherapy

It was 5:35 in the morning and I was relaxed in the best bath I ever had in my entire life. There were candles around and the dim sunlight gave a more soothing vibe. I could see some herb leaves in the candle wax maybe that's why it gave out a very subtle medicinal scent. The bath had salts in it and the bubbles just made me relax more.

The temperature was a bit hot, samara had made me get in the bath irrespective of that and it felt better now. She had told me I had till 5:45 to enjoy this and then she would come to clean me up, afterall I cant use my hands well and neither can I dip them inside the water. I closed my eyes and gave in to this most peaceful feeling in the world.

Samara came in gently waking me up, This 10 minute nap had been the best one in past few days. I opened my eyes and she drained the whole bathtub, "Hey! I am still naked!" I covered myself with my hands. Samara laughed lightly, "Dear I have taken care of many young ladies in this business, I will take good care of you and no judgements of any scars"

I know! I don't really care it's just I had some scars they must have healed huge deal by now I had been working on them, but its still tough to have a person around when I am naked. "Dear are you alright? we can try something else if you are insecure with me around. You know it would be tough for you with those injured hands right" samara said with the most caring voice.

It has been a long time I should get over all those fears, and she is a girl I guess I should be fine with her. "Umm okay, but start with my back please...just for me...to be sure... I'm fine" I was awkward talking, she must have thought of me as some lesbian getting so shy around girls 'Even they don't do that!'

Samara gently wiped my back with a sponge and it felt fine, for a moment atleast. Her sponge gently rolled around my neck from the back and towards my chest. I immediately froze, shivers running down my spine 'It wasn't fine!'. "stop!" I shouted and samara quickly retracted, "Get out!" I wasn't in the right thought of mind and I just shouted at her again "GET OUT!"

There was a door clicking sound and I understood she had left. I wrapped my arms around myself and tears rolled down my face. 'Why can't I ever get rid of it? The mental scars, no matter how much I work on it they just wont fade'

Suddenly it hit me, where I was and what I had done, samara didn't know anything I shouldn't have got angry at her like that. I got up, I still had the soap from the bath on me so I cleaned up as much as I can, Samara had left the sponge inside it was very clean and yellow and super fluffy. After I was done cleaning I put the bath robe on and went outside.

Samara was standing there with a beautiful smile on her face. She had this motherly presence I can't even explain, it just felt like it was calling me to her. "I am..", "Are you..." Samara and I spoke together and went quiet quickly. Samara smiled and went first, "Don't worry about me dear, are you fine? I completely understand there must have been a reason, I am not at all offended"

"Samara, Thanks" she was such a pure soul "And I would let you know more politely next time" Samara smiled at my statement and then went back into her rampage in my life in the name of physiotherapy. "Come on dear now that you are clean we should start! I need to check how your muscles are doing. The sooner we go the sooner you get your day off, come fast" samara was no one to be argued with she would just drag me around taking all the responsibility. She felt way younger for her looks too!

Samara ran some tests on me with my reflexes and and my reactions, then tested my muscle strength and are all the muscles on the right side of my upper body working properly. She knew what she was doing too well! must have been a doctor in her days. I was waiting on the couch drinking some herbal tea in the most tiniest cup I had ever seen, maybe Chinese? it was cute though.

Samara came out of the room she had been in for the last 20 minutes "Aphie dear, come in" I went in immediately inside to find the most luxurious home gym I had ever seen. There weren't a lot of equipment but boy that layout and that classy wooden interior not to mention everything with the décor and detailing, music system, alignment of the equipment, the full length glass window in front of the treadmill "This is...Amazing!"

"Come here aphie" Samara called me to the treadmill and I hoped on it like a little child. She pushed the start button and I started walking at the pace of the belt. "You doing good dear, we will do this for 5 minutes and then increase the speed a bit" Samara said it to me and left before I could even reply. This is not bad! Infact the view outside the full-length window was beautiful, the snow had settled in and was probably even melting as its not that cold around here. This isn't so bad afterall.

After 10 minutes Samara took me to an open space in the gym, There was a stretching band on the floor. "Is that what we will be working with next?" I asked samara innocently "Yes dear, I will take good care of you" samara spoke as if it was going to be easy, little did I know I was signing in for hell.

"A little bit more dear...almost there" Samara kept pushing me with a slight force while I stretched bending down, my legs spread apart ahead with the band around it. Well yaa my leg muscles were least affected by the poison but that doesn't mean I can start shredding them to pieces just yet. "No please samara...I am die...ing I can feel it" I couldn't handle more but she didn't move, she didn't push but she still wasn't moving her hand away from my back. "Samaraaaaaa" I was practically begging her "I haven't recovered... Please I am sorry I won't trouble you again, I will clean up my room...ahh...I will wake up early...owww...I will do my bed, do you breakfast and herbal teas and healthy stuff, do you...AHHH" she loosened her grip and I took a deep breath 'Finally!'

I had hardly 2 minute break "Last set!" samara said it and started pushing me down again. "No previous one was the last set, You are cheating samara!" I was crying like a baby "Samara spare me I will do everything...everything but this..Ahhh" She pushed me this time a bit, didn't hurt anything in particular cause I was already in pain, in the pain of existence right now!

"I didn't push too hard dear, I know what I am doing" samara was very stern she didn't budge "Now stop speaking and breath properly". So cruel, I want this to end soon. And then it did! samara let me go back, I needed a shower so I took one at the gym itself. I went back to my room finally relived; my bed was already done and It was still 7:30ish in the morning so I went to sleep again, I was anyways too tired I needed a good sleep to heal.