A room away I could hear her crying. The sky must have felt her heart aching and had broken open, shedding gallons of tears into the Evergreen. The droplets slid down the crystals like they were tears streaming down her cheeks.
I groan rising off the bed, I go to the hot spring farther away from Kera.
I’ve sent out my men to find a willing sacrifice for a face, a high price in return would be given. A part of me hopes they find no one while the other fears if they don’t I would see my fathers ghost haunt me in the meeting with the other leaders.
Another voice whispers with Kera’s face in my mirror’s reflection. I shudder at the thought; Flora was a friend that once haunted my reflection. Months with her face looking back at me. The whispers in the hallways of the castle echoed with judgment, fear and worst of all, pity.
The doors of the hot spring open. It’s Kera with puffy eyes lost in her head.
I rise from the hot springs to go making her notice me. She stumbles backwards tripping over her nightgown.
“I’m sorry, I’ll go I thought you were asleep.”
“It’s fine, I am done.” I climb down the Hot spring steps fully naked. She turns her back to me.
“I’m sorry.” She mumbles.
“Sorry?” A little of the fury that wiped my face away earlier in the day unfurls inside me.
“As you say I am like the king of Uvelin, I’m sure I should steal your face this moment as punishment.”
I see her wince.
“You’re not like him. I’m just…” Kera begins to sob fighting it.
“I am a monster, there is nothing to be sorry for.” I move towards her slowly.
“I never hid it from you.”
She turns and hugs me. “I’m really sorry.”
She gazes up at me, and I could feel my power hungry to wipe her face away. To make it mine.
I struggle to free myself from her, but she holds me tighter.
“Let me go, I don’t want to hurt you.” But she won’t let go.
“I know you won’t do it.” She pleads.
A blaze spreads through my body enveloping both of us.
Something in my core begins to thread with hers like a gentle pulling and intertwining. Our souls were interweaving into something I have never done before.
I try to fight it afraid I’m killing her. I struggle fighting harder, but the more I pushed, the heavier the hold.
The fire burns out of our body making the whole hot spring room even more humid. The fire reflects upon the crystals in the trees making it look like it too was on fire.
Flashes of our memories intermingle in my mind. Kera could see my childhood memories with Flora, my mother and father and my stepmother. While I could see her own, sitting on the floor crying in a corner with wires coming out of her ears.
A final tug and we both sink to the floor crying.
“Am I dead?” she looks around blinking plenty.
Relief spreads through me, I hadn’t killed her but what had happened?