Chapter 6 Desire?

Meridian Water I rebuked my thought as I imagined him taking a shower, my body tingled in response and I swore under my breath. What was happening to me? In two years, although I had slept with many men, I never had time to play on a mission, especially when that mission was to protect the prince and the target of my thoughts was the PRINCE. I ignored the excitement that invaded me when an image of his bare chest came to my mind, and decided to see what there was for us to eat. Pork bathed in blood and a glass of what were probably tears. Yes. Dark wizards often feed on human suffering, tears of bitterness are one of the most served cups at parties and public places. Nothing new under the shadow. When he came out of the room wearing only soft cloth pants and no shirt, I almost wanted to get out of there. The environment seemed to acquiesce quite quickly, and although we were already living together, doomed to hell, the heat of that body under my vision was much more threatening. His wet hair fell into his face, and his tattoos and runes caught my attention. Not to mention the muscles, the arms and the six-pack... He raised an eyebrow when he noticed my gaze on his body, and I returned it. Our eyes met for a few seconds. “The food is served.” I spoke with a certain tone of laziness in my voice, directing my gaze to the window and heading towards it. Observing the commons outside, traffic and the forest in the distance. “Aren’t you going to eat?” He asked. “Yes, I will.” I responded by nodding. He sat down to eat and a few seconds later, I walked over and sat down on a chair in front of him. I didn't want to sit next to him and have the possibility of his body touching mine while those damn thoughts reigned. We ate silently. And then he settled down on the bed to sleep. I placed my chair near the window, where I could see the moon more accurately, sometimes I had the habit of admiring it. She was so beautiful, brilliant. “Do you sleep?” He asked. “It’s not common.” I responded vaguely, still staring at the moon. “You should sleep tonight, we have a long trip.” He said. “I'm here to protect you, not sleep, prince.” I responded by looking at him for a few seconds. “We have plenty of other guards out there, a moment’s rest won’t put me in danger.” His voice sounded hoarse and tired. “Is that an order?” I ironized. “Yes, it is an order. Lie here.” He said lightly and sleepily. I got up from the chair and went to the bed, I lay down next to him, being careful not to touch him. I felt my body heat up again and sighed, trying not to show the discomfort that act caused me. He was lying on his back, his eyes were closed, but I saw a smirk playing on his lips. A smile I've never seen, that appeared only for small seconds and disappeared. His face seemed to fade away as he fell asleep. I placed my hands under my belly and took a deep breath, I didn't usually sleep. Yes. I was tired. But I was always in constant movement, training or hunting, because it was in dreams that my reality screamed. I stared at him for a few seconds, his features, now light under his pale skin, his pink and attractive lips, his thick eyebrows, he was extremely handsome, I could say perfect for a wizard. I looked away and kept my mind thinking, but soon, everything became cloudy, and I gradually blacked out. Being taken over by darkness. ****** The soft light from the infirmary bathed the room, revealing a series of empty beds around me. I was lying on a bed, covered in white sheets and bandages wrapped around my body. A veil of confusion covered my mind, leaving me without memories, without knowing where I was. My eyes slowly opened, and my senses began to adjust to my surroundings. I felt a throbbing pain throughout my body, as if I had been thrown into a whirlpool. I looked down and saw my arms covered in bandages and bruises. A wave of worry and fear washed over me as I tried to understand what had happened. A figure dressed in white entered the ward and approached my bed, it was a woman, she looked like a shadow when she moved, her face showed some runes drawn on it and her black eyes watched me. "He remembered." He said, his tone sounded like a whisper, as if he were speaking in my mind and not to me. I tried to speak, but my voice barely came out as a hoarse whisper. She brought a glass with something unknown to me, I didn't know what I was drinking, but immediately the bruises seemed to move across my body until they diminished and disappeared completely. “Do you remember what happened?” He asked, watching me. "No." I whispered, feeling better. "I...don't remember anything," I mumbled, my words echoing with a mix of confusion and anguish. The nurse looked at me with a piercing look. “Don’t you remember who you are or where you came from?” He asked. "No." I sighed. “Do you remember your name?” He asked again. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, feeling despair taking over me. “Meridian.” I heard a voice echo inside me, as if it was the last thing I had heard. “My name is Meridian, and that’s all I remember.” ****** I woke up with a start, sitting up in bed and looking around me. I took a deep breath when I noticed that I was in the inn's room, and the prince was next to me, looking at me intrigued. My hair felt sweaty, sweat was running down my forehead. I passed my hand over my forehead, wiping it with the back of my hand, while I sighed deeply. "All good?" He asked, arching one of his eyebrows. “Just a dream.” I responded by sitting up straight. “You dream...” He spoke curiously. "You don't?" I looked at him, raising an eyebrow. “I'm like a demon…” He said it as if it were obvious. I continued staring at him. “Just darkness.” “Ah…” I grunted. “What do you dream about?” He asked, there seemed to be curiosity despite the drowsiness in his voice. “Wars, deaths, chaos, creatures, and the day I woke up with no memory.” I responded by being honest and trying not to let on how much I felt affected by that dream. “And what’s it like?” He said. “The feeling of dreaming about these things?” “Shadow.” I sighed, staring at the still dark sky in the window in front of us. “Pretty dark.” “That shouldn’t be a problem for you!” He said as if he was thoughtful. “Yes…” I whispered. I wanted to say that I was not a dark being, I did not carry the spirit of shadows. “Go back to sleep, prince, it’s still night.”