Crouching down, Vidarr slashed the soldier's leg. Turning around he stood up and hit the other soldier under the chin with the pommel of his sword. He then jumped and pulled out a bow, shooting at the running soldier towards him. When another soldier raised his sword from behind, Vidarr turned around and defended with a scabbard, making the soldier's sword fly in the air. Breathing heavily, he stood straight and sheathed back his swords. Wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, he looked up. The king of the south was standing in the window of a tower, looking down at his practice. Though he was officially announced as the knight of the 'Kaiser's', the king is never satisfied with him. He was the youngest to gain the title of a noble night. Vidarr tilted his head to hide the blazing sun behind the tower, hoping to read the look of the king's face. When the king's gaze met with Vidarr's, he turned around and shut the window. Ending his practice, he asked the soldiers to disperse.Entering his chamber, he slammed the iron door and leaned back on the stone wall of his chamber. He was leaving in a new chamber particularly assigned for the noble knights. Unbelting his sword, he threw it on the bed and walked straight to the bath. Asking every maid to leave, he undressed and entered in the steamy water. Viewing his reflection in the water, he removed the eye patch and looked thoroughly at his face. His colored eyes, light skin, and brown curls reaching shoulders. Covering his right eye, he looked at the reflection of the left eye. Removing his hand, he covered his left eye and looked at the right one. Inhaling a heavy breath, he drowned in the water, spending some moment underwater, he shows up on the surface. Closing his eyes, he rested his head back. 'Why am I different?' He thought. In his family, he was the only son and the youngest one. The king has two wives and all the seven daughters. None of them have eyes similar to his, nor he has dark hair like them. His sisters neither love him nor the king. Except for Leserli, there is no one he can call his own. Thinking of her, made him want to see her. He was afraid to see her. He calls her sister, but she was no longer a sister for him.Coming out of the water, he puts on a trouser and a nylon shirt. Rubbing his hair with a cloth he tied them back and opened the drawer to pull out an eye patch. His hands stopped when his gaze fell on his old hat. After having eyepatch as a present from Leserli, he never wore his hat. Picking the hat, he wore it and strode out of his chamber. Unable to find Leserli in her room, he searched for her in the throne room, then in other rooms. While he was passing from his sister's room, she called her. He stopped and turned to face her. She was the fourth sister."Searching your beloved sister?" She asked sarcastically."Aren't you one too?" Vidarr said."Don't call me your sister, you are a disgrace." She said with a gross face. Ignoring her, he pulled down his hat and turned to walk away."I know where she is." She called at his back. He stopped on his track. When she didn't say anything else, he resumed his walk."At least ask where." He didn't respond. "Ah! There is no fun teasing you, disgrace!" She snapped then yelled. "Someone is waiting for you in the throne room." She flapped her hair and walked into her chamber.Entering in a throne room, he saw two ladies waiting at the round table of flowers. One was a young lady while the other was an elderly woman. On seeing Vidarr, the elderly lady clapped her hands and wore a bright smile on her face.''Oh beautiful boy, come here."Untying his hair, he covered his eyes with a hat. He was insecure without his eyepatch, his long hair helps him to coverup. Seeing his different look, the lady hesitated for a moment before pulling him in a hug. The young lady waved a shy 'hi' at him, he nodded in response."My daughter wants to meet you. She's a big lover of the noble knight." The elderly lady said and brings her daughter forward. She smiled at him, he averted his eyes. Both the ladies shared glances with each other, then the elderly lady spoke."You kids have a talk, I'll wait in the public garden outside the door" She then whispered to her daughter, "he may be shy." And left them to talk."Umm.." She began to speak. Vidarr raised his gaze and looked into her eyes. She widened her eyes on noticing his eyes. With astonishment, she placed her fingers on her mouth."If you excuse." He pulled down his hat and left the throne room. She stood in stupefaction and watched him go. Gulping hard, she took a deep breath when he disappeared from her sight.Vidarr twitched the side of his lips in a smile. It was the first time he faced someone directly eyes to eyes. Seeing her reaction entertained him. 'I should often show myself to others, it's fun to see their reaction.' He thought. Entering into Leserli's room, he called a maid and asked where she was. Vidarr was surprised at the maid's answer. 'Why did she went there?' Because he surprised someone today, he got a sock in return. The first queen always says you get what you sow. Leaving the room, he walked out of the castle. He was infatuated to see Leserli that he didn't even wear armor nor took his sword before leaving the castle. Striding out, he took a horse from the stable and rode straight into the woods behind the castle. Speeding up his horse, he was thinking of her, her everyday tease, and her never-ending smile. It's only been a night and half a day he didn't saw her. Let alone leaving without her is unthinkable for him. Passing the woods he went to the mountains. The chilly breeze blowing around. His eyes sparkling bright as always. With the heavy wind his hat flew away, he slowed down his horse, then leaving it behind he paced up his speed. The spur of the moment suddenly reminded him of his seven. He didn't tell Leserli about it. He isn't even sure, whether he saw it or not. He knew swevens are sacred and cannot be seen by anyone. But his remembered sweven and the incident was speaking something.Halting in the middle of the mountains, he looked around. Jumping down from the horse, he slung back his hair and wander his eyes in search of the cave. He was unaware of the location, never have been here. He had only heard it from Leserli. Seeing a random cave, he went into it. Except for spider webs and some insects, he found nothing. Exiting that, he went into another one, where some growling sound echoed. Time marched by while he was searching. The sun was setting on the horizon and the sky was losing its colors. He didn't let go of his search and entered again in another cave. A dim light was visible from inside. Going further, the ignition of light looks like a candle. Getting closer, he saw another lighted candle. The deeper he goes, the more candles he sees. Following the candles, he halted at one spot. Running his hands in his hair, he slung them back and walked forward steadily.Leserli was sitting on a stone with her legs crossed and bareback. The stone was encircled by distinct flowers. Her hand was stretched forward, blood dripping from the cut on her wrist. He stepped forward, then stopped when a pattern begins to appear on the ground beneath her. It was a pattern of a flower slowly forming its shape. His eyes moved from the ground to her bareback, were the same pattern was appearing. He whispered her name but she didn't respond. Pulling her hand back, she placed her palms of her knees. Looking down at the pattern, he circled around it and halted when he was exactly in front of her. She was wearing a long backless silk gown, sitting with her closed eyes and back straight like a stick. Moving closer to her, he crouched down. A small plant was grown in front of her, having a maroon flower bud. He touched the flower bud with his index finger."Don't touch me," Leserli said, Her eyes were still close. From a closer look, she looks paler than before."Can you see me?" Vidarr asked.She suddenly opened her eyes. Instead of the black iris, there was a crimson ball, with a white flower pattern on the pupil of the eyes. He flinched back and called her name aloud. She blinked, her eyes turned normal. "Vida-" Before she could speak, he held her hand and pulled her closer. Wrapping his hands around her, he engulfed her in a tight hug.........LOCKHART.
Face of Fate
Historical Romance · ErzaLockhart_8373