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Echo lifts her head to look at me, and then she cocks her head to the side before she hops off the pillows and runs over to me.
The iypinnit walks up to me and winds in and around my legs. Her fur is slightly dirty and matted as if she has spent her day rolling around in the mud, and I lift her into my arms.
I find a little brush that I bought especially for Echo, and I begin to brush the flakes of dirt out of her fur.
The repetitive movement helps to calm me down as she settles in my arms.
A wave of exhaustion washes over me then, and my body shakes slightly as the tension leaves my muscles.
I guess all the adrenaline of the day is gone now,I think to myself as Echo, who senses my tiredness, hops out of my arms and gets onto the bed again.
I go over to the bed, and, after wiping Echo’s dirt off the pillow, I collapse onto the bed, too exhausted to care that I am likely going to fall asleep covered in mud.
“When did things become so complicated?” I murmur tiredly to myself. Echo chirrups from where she has settled at the foot of my bed.
“How did any of this happen?” I ask myself as I turn on my side. Echo gives an irritated huff as my movement disturbs her sleep.
“I’m sorry, Echo,” I murmur.
She doesn’t accept my apology but hops off the bed and hurries away.
The room becomes even more quiet without Echo there.
It is difficult to sleep at first. The conversation – the fight – between myself and Rhiucra plays and replays over and over again in my head.
Before I know it, I am in the midst of a nightmare, where Luocre has a knife at Rhiucra’s throat and is taunting me, asking me to choose.
But it is not a nightmare, because I am willing to choose Luocre. And I know I will choose him over and over again.
Not for any reason other than I want him to draw on my skin with that knife again. Not for any reason other than I want him to summon pinpricks of blood from below my skin.
Not for any reason other than I want him to make me cum again.
In the bizarre dream, I watch as Rhiucra is killed by the man I now know is his brother. His body is tossed aside, and then Luocre walks up to me.
This is not right.The words replay over and over in my head, even as I lay struggling against sleep, struggling to wake up.
The dream changes, becoming more and more bizarre. But in every scene of the dream, Luocre is there, taunting me with his knives.
I know that I’ll never escape him. I’ll never escape his knives, either. I’ll never be free of Luocre.
17
LUOCRE
Breaking into Neveah’s room is easy, even though she locked it.
I use my magic to infiltrate the lock, and it turns with a slight click before the door to Neveah’s room opens noiselessly.
It has only been a few minutes since Neveah stormed off from Rhiucra and me, and I cannot help but feel a slight rage that she left.
She ruined all my fun,I think angrily as I close the door to the bedroom and lean silently against the wall.
I had so much more information that I could have used to expose Rhiucra as the piece of shit he is, but Neveah didn’t give me a chance to do that.
I watch her sleep for several minutes before I give in to the nagging rage inside me that urges me to wake her up.
You should punish her for storming off. You do have your knives with you.
