~Laith~
"Take another step and he dies," Prince Zephirin threatened. He pulled me into his arms and pointed the sword at my back. "Are you crazy, stop this madness now before he sees you for what you've become," he whispered to me.
I smirked. The care in his voice calmed me down. For a moment I honestly presumed he wished to annihilate me. However, he was trying to stop Prince Caelan from coming close and catching sight of my tainted image.
"You make it so hard for someone not to be obsessed with you," I uttered. "If you want to save me then leave with me, right now," I let out brushing my lips seductively over his earlobe. "Or I will turn around and show him my face," I challenged.
"You have lost your mind, brother, "Prince Caelan drew his sword out. Not backing away from the fight. Rhon stepped back, terrified by how quickly the scene escalated. "Your time in seclusion has damaged your brain."
I stared firmly at the deposed crown prince, his eyes filled with worry for me were more than comforting. It felt nice to see someone watch over me. Prince Caelan wasn't backing down which made me wonder how Zephirin intended to handle the situation.
"Good and bad aren't supposed to get along. We exist on different sides of the world and it should remain so," he whispered. His voice was weak and trembling as he spoke. It was evident that he was more wounded by his words than was.
'It doesn't have to be so,' I wanted to say to him. Before I could refute his statement, Prince Zephirin grabbed my arm. He dropped his sword to the ground and used both his hands to siphon all the dark energy from my body. Using the window I opened the bracelet as a passage to get in.
The warm feeling coursing through my body drained. My body, heart, mind, and soul felt like a foreign land. The ounce of freedom that I felt when I tapped into the darkness inside me started fading away.
"Please stop," I pleaded with the prince. desperately wishing that he refrain from taking away the key to my freedom. With the dark energy coursing through me, I could turn away from the light. Be selfish and walk my path instead of walking down the path that has already been written for me.
Tears streamed down my eyes as I felt a strong surge of light enter my body from the connection. The intensity of the light energy was dizzying. It was as though someone was summoning the sun and directing its energy into my body.
"I need this, please," my shaky emotional voice sounded. Prince Zephirin ignored my pleas. For the first time since I met him, I caught a glimpse of tears in Zephirin's eyes. "If it hurts then let go," I requested of him.
"Let's meet on the battlefield as destined," he let out. I locked eyes with him. My heart hammering in its cage threatening to get lost. The fear of not seeing Zephirin again far outweighed my need to cling to the dark energy.
I stop resisting. Breaking the balance between the light and dark energy inside me. Zephirin took all the darkness and filled me up with light. Silent tears flowed down my eyes, speaking loudly of how it hurt to let go of the flames of freedom that ignited within me when I tainted my holy clothes with sin.
Prince Zephirin dropped on his knees to the ground. A bright light shot up from the bracelet to the sky. Turning night into day in an instant. The bling lights forced Zephirin, Rhon, and Cealan to shut their eyes and gaze away from the sky. However, I remained unaffected by the bright golden light.
I bend down beside the deposed prince and lightly brush my hand down his arm. Causing my heart to beat faster. Using my free hand, I lightly raised his chin to face me. Blocking his line of sight from the bright light.
Without putting much thought into it, I brushed my lips against his. The electric feeling made me forget myself; where I was and the fact that Prince Zephirin was the Evil One. My mortal enemy who I am meant to destroy.
Zephirin opened his eyes in surprise. Disbelief and shock are written on every inch of his face. My breath hitched. Fear ran its hands down my spine as what I did registered in my mind.
What have I done? Will he hate me now? Why did I do that?
A million questions crisscrossed my mind. I was afraid that my actions would repel Zephirin away from me. Push him away so that he never wants to glance at my sinful face again.
Prince Zephirin leaned forward and brushed his lips against the corner of my mouth. catching me off guard and in distress to react. His gaze lingers on me for a minute longer, and I feel a buzz on the nerves of my chest.
All my senses intensified. 'He kissed me back?' My mind exploded. the evil one locked lips with me, even if it lasted for a mere moment, it happened. My heart couldnt contain the excitement. It was bliss.
I couldnt explain the feelings that busted inside me. They were surreal and out of this world. At that moment, it was him and me. Everything else faded away like insignificant background decorations to our moment.
"My little Incirion," Zephirin cupped my face in his palm. His touch is light and gentle as though scared a little pressure might harm me. "This is wrong in many ways, Laith," he cautioned.
All I could hear was how sweet my name sounded from his lips. How amazing and blissful it was to have him refer to me as his. Time stood still.
I daringly reached out to his face, curious of what he looked like behind his mask. The heat of the moment got the best of me, and without hesitation, I tagged at the silver strings of his mask to let it undone.
I knew the dangers of taking his mask off. Nevertheless, I took a risk. Since this is goodbye I had nothing to lose.
"Your scars don't scare me, " I assured him before dropping the mask to the ground.