Fan Fiction ❯ Darks' Light ❯ Chapter 5

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Darks’ Light
By: Diabloangel
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As we entered the chambers, the guards once again stopped right out side the door. Angel carried me to the bed and set me on it. Right next to me lay my new clothes
They were beautiful. They were made of a soft shining cloth that was sheer. I was surprised at the color of them though. The fabric was of a purple so light that it appeared blue in certain lights and others it would look like a cream.
“Why would you give me such clothes? They are to good for me.”
“The clothes style represent what you are, the color of them is a compliment to your skin tone and hair, it draws attention to you eyes and hair.”
I got up and started to get dressed, trying not to acknowledge the way that angels eyes followed the removal of the robe and the flow of my body. The style of the clothes surprised me. The pants were in the slave/harem style. They were tight on my hips and ankles, but lose and flowing every where else. This was not really a surprise, the shirt was. It was long sleeved and made the same color of the pants. Unlike the pants it was skin tight and a little stretchy. The sleeves were so long that they fell to the tips of my fingers. The belled from just below the elbow to acheive this and were tight all the way up to just under my arm were the met with the main body of the shirt. I assume this was to ensure that everyone could and would see my collar. There is just one little thing about it. I could not close it on my own. The shirt closed up the back with lots of little buttons. Just as I was trying to figure out how to acomplish this task Angel came up behind me and started to do them. I found out that the back of the shirt stop just where my wings came out.
“Perfect just as I thought it would be. Now lets eat and then you can take a nap, while I listen to my subjects”, this was said as he picked me up and set me on the bed. He then picked up a bowl of cut fruit and started to feed himself and me. This went on for a while after which he switched to these small meat and sauce filled pastries.
All of this risings events were now starting to get to me after we were finished eating. Just as I was drifting off to sleep he asked, “Why was it you?”
When I woke up I was alone in the room. On the bedside table was a tray of food. I didn’t know what I should do.
“Well, since I am hungry I guess I’ll eat.” Just as I was finishing some fruit the door opened.
“Good to see you up. How do you feel? I’m here to check up on you again with the princes permission.” Ala chatted.
“I guess I got no choice hu?’
“This is for you own good. Now arms up, lets see how much you’ve healed. Well I think you’ve rested fairly well. I still suggest you take it slow. I don’t know if your powers use your energy but I suggest you take it easy, try not to use them.”
“Okay I’ll be a good lazy boy. Is that what you want?’
“ I just want you to take it easy. Not do any heavy or exhausting work.”
“I can assure you that he won’t be.”
“When did you get here angel.”
“I just walked in. Since you are well enough we will go to the garden, and talk to some of my friends.”
“I guess that’s okay, well if I pass inspection healer can we go?’
“Yes just take it easy. That is all I ask” Ala replied as she left.
“Alright let us go” Angel said as he picked me up.
“Am I ever to be allowed to walk?”
“What I like carrying you. Oh when we are in the presence of other royals , besides my friends you will need to wear a veil, unless I say differently.
“All right, all right. I got it.”
“So this is your slave, you are right he is a good looking if odd individual. I d I did not have my own that was just as good looking as your si might be jealous.” some one behind us said.
I was so startled, cause I had not concentrated on what was happening around us like I normally would have, that I threw up my shielding around both Angel and myself.
The new guy started to walk toward us, acting as if to pat Angel on the back. When he ran right in to my shield and was thrown backward. He landed a few feet away o his back, with nothing more than a few bruises to show for his efforts.
“What the .... ? What is surrounding you guys?”
“It is okay, he is a friend. You can let your shield down, Pet.”
I don’t know if it was what he asked or what he called me, but I did as asked.
“Hey that is a neat trick. How did you do it?” The man asked. He was Ytall and slim, he had short blond/platinum hair.
“It may have been because he is a Nightflyer, if you failed to notice love.” Came a reply form the shadows. Out stepped a slender and slight form. He had shaggy black hair and clear blue eyes.
“Oh, and how can you tell, my heart. Oh I forgot you power right.”
“That and his wings. Or did you just not see them.”
“Okay you two, before you make him any more nervous, and find out what eelse he dan do. Let me introduce you, Gabriel this is my friend Lothrax and his slave and companion Relan. They are completely trust worthy my pet.”
“I didn’t mean to, it just happens when I get startled. I’m sorry.”
“It’s no problem lets go sit under the trees in the shade. He is still weak.”
“Yes, he is. Ad you will need to watch him when you two mate. It will take more out of him than you think,” was Relans reply.
“Um, not to be rude but don’t you think it is too early to be talking about that now? And what do you mean mate?” I asked.
“No, he knows more about this then you do. He has never predicted wrong so far.”
“What do you mean predicted?” I asked forgetting about my previous question.
“My heart can see the future, he is also good at reading what someone is feeling.”
“You mean that he is a seer. I didn’t think that there were any left.”
“Not many. I am about as rare as you, only you are the rarest of all.”
“Not like I want it that way.”
By now we are sitting under a large tree that shades us form the sun. I am of course sitting on Angels lap, Relan is sitting in Lothraxs lap.
“What do you mean rarest of them all?”
“As far as my seeing is concerned I can see no other Nightflyers at this time.”
“You mean I am the last of my kind?”
“That is what I said.”
“So that means the prophecy will never come to pass. My race will die when I die.”
“What is this prophecy you speak of, my pet?”
“Yes what is it? Maybe you could better help to make sense of it my heart?”
“We will have to wait until he tells us, Lath. Oh and put the knife away, he will never hurt us. It is against his races ethics to hurt except in defense of ones self or ones family. Right Gabrieal?
“That is true Relan, but what knife?” I ask.
“ The one up his sleeve.”
“Okay..... Well the prophecy is old and I don’t know the whole thing. What I can remember of it goes: ‘When the race is in peril of dying, one will be born who will give it rebirth. The will not know what power they have. If they make it past the danger to life, the race will be reborn.’ There was more and it was better detailed but I can not remember it.”
“At this time I can not say if it has ended or not, only that time will tell.”
“Well Regalith what are the plans for tonight.”
“If Gaberial is well enough and his collar is ready we will be eating dinner with the rest of court.”
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