Chapter 8
Thursday, April 23, 2009
As they walked back to the inn, Anya's feet seemed to be floating a few inches above the ground,her mind faraway in the clouds. She grasped Alexander's hand in hers tightly,and his answering smile made her smile even more.As they strolled past a shallow pool, Anya felt a chill that made her gasp in shock and fear. In an instant, Alexander turned her to face him and shook her shoulders. 'Anya my love,whats the matter?' he asked anxiously. 'I saw..I saw..' stammered Anya in fear as she griped Alexander's arms tightly. 'What did you see?' asked Alexander gently. 'I saw her face in that pool. That old women from my dream'
Alexander drew his blade and pushed Anya behind him. He cried out 'Where are you Heca? Let us settle this matter now!' he bellowed into the night. 'I didn't know you missed me so much my boy' whispered the old lady from behind Alexander. Anya screamed and Alexander turned to face her,blade pointing in her face and keeping Anya behind him.
'So does she know,boy?' spat Heca,as she smiled evilly. 'No! And it would be best if you stayed away from her you hear!' said Alexander,thrusting his blade into her. But at the last second,she vanished and Alexander's blade passed through mist. 'Oh but you know you cant kill me with that blade. After all you already spilled my blood once with that blade.' Heca said reappearing unhurt.
Despite her fear,natural curiosity overcame Anya and she asked 'What is it that I should be told?' Alexander cut in,'Don't you dare say a word to her! She's an innocent,this fight is between you and me!' 'Oh I have no fear about that. You will both be mine,sooner than you think' crackled Heca as she dissolved into mist.
Holding his blade in one hand, Alexander grabbed Anya's arm with his other hand and dragged her into the night. 'Let go Alexander,you're hurting me!' cried Anya as Alexander's nails dug into her flesh. Alexander paid no attention to her. 'Please Alexander calm down,no one is going to hurt us except you!' cried Anya. At these words,Alexander stopped and released Anya's arm,breathing heavily.
As she gently raised his chin and grazed into his eyes,she was shocked to see tears streaming down. Alexander had a blank vacant look, and something was stirring in the depths of his eyes,as if a monster had been released from its prison. 'Alexander?' whispered Anya softly. For a moment that blank look remained,then recognition returned.
'Oh Anya, I swore I would not let her hurt you. I swore I would not let her touch a single hair on your head. But she came so close tonight. And I was so afraid of losing you...' murmured Alexander as he embraced her. His sobs filled her ears,and she held him tighter.
'Alexander, I know you wish to protect me, but i need to know the truth. What does she want from me?' asked Anya as gently as possible,stroking Alexander's grief-stricken face.
Alexander seemed to hesitate,then pulled himself together. 'Very well. For your sake. The truth.'
I'll write a story.,
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