Lucy's POV contd.
I took out my blade and slashed across my palm, and held it right above his mouth. The blood slowly trickled down into his mouth. One of the drops splashed on his thin red lips as I stared at my blood dripping down it. That feeling of desire sprung up again as I touched his lips to wipe the blood away.
I didn't know what had gotten into me but was like it had taken a hold of me. I didn't know what it was but I knew that I couldn't ignore it. I looked at him again, knowing that he was the source of this feeling. From the deepest depths of my heart, there was dark muddy desire like pitch-black leashes coming out of me and binding him. Wrapping themselves around his hands and legs and then his neck, constricting his whole body like a python. I didn't want to let go, only wanting to bind him tighter.
"Could it be...could it finally be..." I said in a whisper.
I knew I couldnt leave this boy here, I just couldn't. I knew I would regret it for the rest of my life if I did. For the first time in my life, I did something without thinking of the consequences. I picked him up in my arms and flew back home.
I had seen visible emotion on Serena's face for the first time since the incident. But as she has always been, she didn't question me in any way, doing as I said. Her only question being of where to keep him.
I led him to the closest room to the entrance, I told Serena to get the medical supplies immediately.
"It's ok Princess, I can do it" she said.
"No! You will not touch him!" I said, those words coming from the same dark feelings in me.
For the next hour, I spent bandaging and cleaning up his wounds, my healing was in full effect but it was not instant. I touched every nook and cranny of his body and the more I did I could feel my breath get hotter and my body was enveloped in a thrill, his frail body was never touched by violence before his adventure in the forest. His white skin a shade darker than mine but unblemished by harsh training. He was just a fledgling.
After I was done I immediately left for my study and shut the door to calm down again and assess the situation logically. I just sat there looking at the ceiling for half an hour, my eyes closed at the memories of what had occurred still fresh and replaying in my mind. I put my hands on my eyes and sighed heavily.
"What is going on with me..."
I just wanted to bind my body around his and not let go, and why did it feel so good when he was in pain and why did it feel better when he looked at me like a saviour, a goddess. All these questions going through my mind.
And the only answer I could come up with was one that I dreaded. How long had it been since I had thought about it? It was the whole reason for all the problems in my life, after all, it was better not to think about it. The reason I was in this palace hundreds and thousands of miles away from the capital, the reason my brother hated me, the reason I was all alone. The reason my very existence is hated by everyone. The only people who extended their courtesy to me were my own parents and Serena, I often wonder if my parents were doing it for the sake of appearance or did they truly feel that way.
Would I even be accepted as the demon lord? The only reason I had finally been named heir was my brother had defected. Even after every single thing I had done till now, every accomplishment, every ounce of training I had done didn't matter. I would always be the villain because of a piece of paper. Everything I had done to prove myself was all for naught, I wasn't named the heir even after the successor ritual because the public would always hold me in contempt. and they would never accept me.
I got up and walked towards the pedestal in corner of my room, there was a piece of paper in it covered in a glass casing. I picked the casing up and put it to the side. I looked at that paper and picked it up. All the rage and hatred I had felt in all my life was directed at it, all I wanted to do was to tear and burn this paper to shreds. I didn't want to leave any existence of it. but I placed it down knowing that it wouldn't matter anyway.
I looked out my window and realized that the sun was going to set soon.
I put the paper back on the pedestal along with the casing and went back outside, heading straight to his room. Once I entered I just sat there, again just staring at him. My mind was dazed again as these feelings took over me once more.
It felt like a few minutes but apparently, I was sitting there for a few hours in dazed silence, not even blinking once. I suddenly heard a soft noise coming from him, but he wasn't awake yet.
"Nice to metyuu, I am haruto hidyeyoshiiii" he said as he slurred his words in his sleep.
I looked at him with a smile on my face.
"Haruto Hideyoshi huh, so you really are not from around here"
No human would have that name.
I lifted my hand up and brought it towards his face, my suspicions getting larger and larger.
I put my index finger out and poked his cheeks a few times.
"Tell me Haruto Hideyoshi, are we both going to save this world together or destroy it? You are the child in the prophecy, after all, aren't you?" I said in a whisper as his face contorted for a moment before he relaxed again.
My mind went back to the words written on the paper in my study....the prophecy of the end of this world.