A sound that Vimdraolf would never get tired of hearing, Esmeralda screamed his name so loud forgetting they were out in the open.
She released right on his hand, and it immediately got mixed with the water. Vimdraolf removed his finger from her center, but he still held her close as her body had not stop shaking from the aftermath.
Esmeralda put her head on his shoulder, wrapping her hands around his neck trying to catch her breath. She had envision her time with him would be gently, but this was clearly lust not love, and if this opportunity showed it’s face again, she would always pick this pace, cause she loved every bit of it. From how he sent shivers down her spine, that made her whole body tremble, how they were tangled together with his arms around her, quenching her fervent need.
The silent was peaceful, only their breathing could be heard. Different series of questions pop in Esmeralda’s head, she stall a little in asking, because of the fear of his reaction.
When Esmeralda saw no point in delaying any further, she voiced out her question gathering small courage.
How did you get the marks on your skin?
The question came out in a whisper, but it was loud enough for Vimdraolf to hear even without his inhumane ability, because of the their close proximity.
The question came as a shock since Vimdraolf was not expecting it, not so gently, he put Esmeralda down, creating a distance between them.
Do you spite me that much? You can’t even bare to keep eye contact with me for long, unless we are in;
Esmeralda did not finish her statement before blushing.
If you are not willing to answer that question Vimdraolf, maybe you could answer another.
Why did you let me think that you were responsible for his death? Why did you remain quiet and watch us put the blame on you, when could have cleared up the situation.
Esmeralda eagerly await an answer from Vimdraolf, staring deeply into his eyes, as much as the night light let her.
Vimdraolf repeated the same action of gazing into her eyes, before giving her a reply he found befitting.
Your Mother Would Be Sick Worried, You Should Head Back.
Esmeralda didn’t hide the disappointment on her face, but she quickly shook it off. She didn’t expect him to be an easy nut to crack.
You are a very private person, and to make this work, you need to open up to me, and so do I also Vimdraolf.
Vimdraolf knows what Esmeralda is getting at, he is aware of her plans and motive, but what she is not aware of is that staying with him is the fastest way to her death. Her angel blood puts her in the spot light for those with evil and selfish intentions, and been mated to him adds fuel to the already established fire.
Frustrated by his silence, she moves closer to him touching his arms, she knows that thanks to the mate bond, physical contact will soften him.
I’ve always misunderstood you, I’ve lived my whole life in the palace, and for as long as I can remember, I’ve loathed you. I can still remember clearly of how you brutally murder Luna, I can still picture the fear and anger in her eyes, when her neck was rolled to me.
Till now I never understood why you did that, I need you to answer, to clear every question and doubt I have of you. If we wish to start afresh, it can’t be built on lies and doubt, or misconceptions.
I have many questions, ones which I request an answer to.
Like why do people call you a beast, don’t you have a proper name. Who gave you the name Vimdraolf? Where you born this way? Who really is Amargo, why do you fear her so much that you tremble at her name, and refuse to enter the cave that was once hers?
All it took was Amargo name to create that spark in his head, and before Esmeralda could finish her next sentence, Vimdraolf fingers were around her neck squeezing it, but not too tight as to suffocate her, just to scare her, and make her shut up.
Esmeralda can’t lie that she was not terrified, but somewhere deep down, she knew the man saving her won’t kill her with his own hands.
STAY AWAY!
It was a short warning from Vimdraolf, but Esmeralda has never been the type to listen to instruction.
She ever predicted her coming ending up this way, but she promised herself not to give up.
The second her neck was released, she walked out of the water without putting up any fight. She had learnt the hard way that angry Vimdraolf was not easy to reason with.
Esmeralda picked up her dress, putting it over her head. When she was sure she was properly covered, she went on her way.
As expected her mother waited up for her return, Rosa hoped to hear good news, but was rather disappointed when her daughter walked in alone without her mate by her side.
Esmeralda observed the awake Rosa sitting in a corner
Mother I’m quite aware of your reason of been awake, I can’t change Vimdraolf mindset in a day, but I’m positive I will be victorious. I’m heading in Mother, I can barely keep my eyes open.
Rosa could not be more gladden by this news, not because her daughter was fruitless, Rosa hearts jump at the baby steps her daughter is willing to take to build her relationship. Rosa was done fighting the mate bond, she now has a glimpse of hope that maybe together, Esmeralda and Vimdraolf could defeat Amargo, and break the curse placed on her, especially now that Esmeralda has the CIELO sword in her possession.
Yes Esmeralda was exhausted thanks to what she and Vimdraolf did, but no one in her position could head to bed so soon without an inner fight.
It took a lot to tossing, signing and singing before she was finally able to drift to dream land.