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He closed his eyes, breathing harshly through his nose against the resurgence of the memory. He felt the back of his neck chill, as the mental image of snow filled his mind. He could almost hear and feel the crunch of it under his feet. The red of his robe, so bright against the white background.
“Raijin.”
His eyes opened, and he found the Council room empty. He blinked looking to his side to find Tiller staring at him blankly.
“Where did you go, Ogre?”
Deciding to not answer that question, he turned to face the willy fox. “You weren’t lying, Legolas does seem to have it out for you.”
Tiller shrugged, a complicated emotion coming to his eyes. “It’s to be expected, I’ve released four of his greatest accomplishments. The rampaging ogre, the mad warlock, the forsaken Wolf kin and the demon vampire. I also stole his little red box, and ruined the career of his Chief of Police.” Tiller smiled, but once gain he did so with little warmth, “He doesn’t have much love for me or what I stand for.”
“Except, the ogre was never caught to begin with.” Raijin corrected him again, “but that’s not important I have news, and you’re not going to like it.”
“Oh.”
After explaining everything in more detail Raijin watched as Tillers face lost color. His confidence and arrogance still remained but it was clear that Tiller was just as shocked by the news as he had been. The man frowned, “If what you’re saying is true, this can’t be kept quiet.” He said, finally looking at Raijin, “but then again we can’t make such a claim without proof.”
He agreed, if Tiller went below and stated the Unseelie had returned, with little to no proof he’d be laughed out of the Council room. Yet, Raijin feared that by the time they had proof there would be more victims.
“The witch, has she been seen by the Vatican yet?” Tiller asked.
Raijin shook his head. “She hasn’t it’s been scheduled to happen in two weeks.”
“She needs to be placed under our full protection,” Tiller said, as he finally regained his color. “I have a place you can take her, it’s within the rim territory. I want you to take her there, until I summon you back—,” “I can’t. Someone else should do it.” Raijin, interrupted, he couldn’t be alone with her, she stirred up weird feelings inside of him.
Tiller paused, eyeing him. “I don’t believe I asked you a question.” He narrowed his eyes, “You will take her to the rim, to one of the villages where a few Beings still live. And you will watch over her there until I summon you back. And in case you need me to add, this.” He poked him in the chest, “That’s an order.”
He withdrew his hand, turned on his heel and left, his shoes clipping against the floor as he went.
Raijin stared after him troubled, he’d been trying his best to put distance between himself and Sabina. And now he’d just been ordered to go out to the middle of nowhere with her. She’d probably hate being alone with him for such a long time. He turned to look at the window, to see his reflection.
He lifted a hand, and drew it along the mouth part of his mask. The only thing that kept his mind sane, and his thoughts focused on his job. Unlike other ogres who used the enchanted mask to hide their gruesome appearance, he wore his to remind himself of what he truly was, a monster. He released a heavy sigh, and turned away from it making his way to the exit.
He first needed to assign the others to look into what connections the witches had to the unseelie, and then he needed to break the news to Sabina that he’d be taking her away for her safety.
He felt his lips curl something told him it wouldn’t be an easy feat.
Sabina
Sabina would have told him on a normal day that it wouldn’t have been an easy feat. But while holding her daughter, and laughing with her sister over few stories of their youth. She’d spotted the bruises on her daughters’ arm, and the cuts that had been bandaged up.
Guilt had weighed her down since.
She knew that some women wouldn’t try to weigh the life of another against their family member, but she couldn’t help thinking that if she’d just let that female go. If she’d just stopped trying to find a piece of her past glory, Kahlia wouldn’t be lying in a hospital bed.
Her hand brushed along her daughter’s cheek. The gentle rise of her chest, showing that she was deep in slumber. Her sister Lanias had already been released and had told her she’d call as soon as she was done getting things ready at the club.
Leaning on the bed, Sabina loosely wondered if it was time she broached the subject of moving to the human world to Lanias. The thought had passed her mind a few times since she’d awoken in the hospital. If she moved to the human world her daughter could have a normal life, not that Sabina would tell her to repress her magic but to have normal friends and normal hours of school would be good for her daughter, right?
She pushed away from the bed and stood. She honestly didn’t know what to do, as she looked at the tattoo around her wrist she frowned in thought. Either way, she was the reason for the attack.
Something had to be done, so Kahlia never had to endure such a night again.
The door behind her slid open, and she turned only to meet the caring gaze of a nurse. “It’s time you returned to your room; we need to check your injuries.”
Nodding, she grabbed the crutch that Lanias had spelled for her. Turning, she hobbled her way out of the room. When she entered the hallway, closing the door behind herself she found Raijin waiting for her.
His hands were in his coat pockets, and he nodded in way of greeting. “We need to talk.”
