Thea
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I woke up in the morning from a terrible hum that resounded outside the window. Throwing back the blanket, I threw a silk robe over my body and hastily belted it, went to look through the slightly fogged glass, what was happening outside. And outside there was sothing that I already knew about and that really tornted my wounded heart.
The trumpet call of the herald was so powerful that it could safely wake the dead. It was an idle notification to all residents of the city about the upcoming wedding of the king.
My heart was fluttering nervously in my chest, convulsively shuddered and froze, shrouded in anxiety and sadness. I have already confessed to myself that I am mired in my infatuation with the king, but despite his big words, he does exactly the opposite things, making worry even more.
My future was now too cloudy and intangible. Could I blindly trust him, soone who is too unpredictable and perhaps too cruel, and too dangerous. Or was it too late to think about it? Will everything be as he told ?
I took a deep breath, continuing to watch the servants scurrying downstairs. A grand celebration is planned at the court, and my mood is more mourning than festive. Lightly patting myself on the cheeks, I drove away the remnants of sleep and sadness and decided to distract myself. The wedding is in a day, I can’t influence Raphael’s decision, so I’ll just try to distract myself. And first of all, since I have nothing to do, I’m going to visit Jen.
In order not to attract anyone’s attention, I took out my maid’s dress from the bins, which I had successfully hidden for such a case and was about to change when soone threw a pebble through the window. I turned around at the sound, but I didn’t see anything. I ca closer and looked around without opening the window. And there, on the very edge of the ledge, sat a curious black creature that turned its head from side to side as if trying on my reflection in its eyes.
I opened the window, and flapping his massive wings, the raven flew freely into my room and circled and glided in the air for so ti, prompting to praise his beauty and graceful movents. But instead of a smooth landing, he dissolved into a cloud of thick dark fog and revealed his human form to , insolently and impressively lounging on my bed, still not made up from the night.
- You know, it’s at least indecent to lie in soone else’s bed. - I said with a slight accusation in my voice, although my eyes shone with mischievous sparkles.
- I can’t sleep without you. I miss. – looking at the ceiling, Skars replied, which made freeze in place with my mouth and eyes wide open.
My heart skipped a couple of nervous beats in the silent pause that hung between us while I debated whether to say what was in my head or keep silent. But while I was thinking, the man sat up, resting his elbows on the mattress to see better, and his mouth stretched into a wide playful smile.
- Did I catch you off guard, honey?-The man said in Raphael’s voice. – I told you that Skars and I are one person, in any form of its manifestation, be it a bird, a man or any other animal.
I still couldn’t believe my eyes and ears, and my tongue seed to refuse to obey. If there was a profession of a tongue flipper, then this person would be very useful to now.
- What kind of magic is this? - I finally managed to say.
- The usual splitting, I mastered it when I was a child. - He boasted, pleased with himself, as if it was as easy as putting a spoon in your mouth.
- But last ti I talked to Skars and he was like a completely different person? - I asked the question that was on the tip of my tongue.
- Well, when I don’t have ti to keep in touch with two bodies, I give him freedom of thought. It’s a kind of phantom reproduction of , like my spiritual double. Two different people, but the sa way of thinking. And at the sa ti, he always remains under my control, despite the apparent independence of his actions.
- Why then divide yourself if you still have to control him?
- Because if necessary, he will be faster with you than I am, it’s obvious. Also sotis I have to be present in other places, for example like now. - He stood up and walked slowly but confidently towards , forcing to take a step back.
- What are you doing?
- I can ask you the sa question. Why are you moving away from ? – he asked, continuing to drill with his ruby eyes.
- That’s a strange question. Did you send a part of yourself in the guise of another man instead of coming in person and expect to succumb to you?
- Is that what this is about? Did you want to co by myself? Have you been waiting for ? - He cocked an eyebrow several tis.
Despite the external differences, Raphael’s voice, which flowed like a river from Skars’ mouth, drove crazy with its intonation, its sensuality and tenderness, coupled with a slight playfulness. Why did he co at all? Tease ?
- Actually, I was just going to send Skars to keep you company, so that you wouldn’t be bored, but at the last mont I realized that the day of separation from you is akin to excruciating torture for , so here I am, albeit in the guise of a "bird". - He started moving again and ca close, forcing to touch the cool wall with my back.
- But you know, baby, the next ti we et in person, I won’t let you run away from .
I closed my eyes and held my breath, only catching the echoes of his sweet voice, which spread warmth through my body and launched electrical impulses into the very core of my femininity. If it weren’t for his split, I would have already given myself up to my desires and passionately kissed those lips that continued to whisper sweet words in my ear. But as soon as I opened my eyes, I t soone else’s face, which expressed extre pleasure, laced with a smug grin, which imdiately brought out of the trance and I pushed him away lightly, but persistently.
- Well, then next ti, make an effort to co yourself. Unless, of course, your wife lets you go. - I quipped and got out of his trap, missing the expression of displeasure on his face.
- Don’t co to the wedding tomorrow. Not under any pretext. – He said in a serious tone, and I caught his gaze, which clung to the maid’s dress that I was going to wear a little earlier and a crazy thought appeared in my head.
I turned my back to him and took the dress, going to the screen. But instead of going behind the screen, I stayed in front and pulled the belt from the robe with my hand, allowing it to untie smoothly, dragging the slippery fabric behind , sliding off my shoulders with flowing ease.
Without turning around, I felt the atmosphere thicken in the room, as the heat that was sowhere deep inside flared up more and more and now spread to my opponent.
I was standing with my back to him in just my underwear. Slightly tilting my head to the side, I slowly ran my hand along my neck from ear to shoulder, and then picked up my hair, gathering it into a twisted ponytail and throwing it forward over my shoulder, allowing the hair to fall on my chest.
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