Alana/Tera was pinned on the cold ground, his arms were holding her down, as his sword was right next to her face, if he would incline it a little bit he would cut her cheeks.
"Master! You are alive." A trembling voice was asking in disbelieve as if he was doubting his own eyes.
Everyone that was in the house came forward they couldn't understand what happened, from the house they could see the warriors kneeling throwing their swords down, while the Lady was still being pinned on the ground.
"It's our Master he is back. " yelled one of the warriors.
The people in the back were walking with the doubt in their heart has the unfamiliar figure, started to look somewhat familiar.
Mr. Theodor and Mrs Clair ran over to the Master, stopping right in front of him.
Mrs Clair couldn't hold back her tears. Thinking that in her old age she wouldn't live such surprise. . "Young Masters Ashur...you are alive..." she gasped. " ...your hair..is white...what happened?"she grabbed his hair, his face.
Mr. Theodor on the other hand, pulled the Master hand away from Alana.
As everyone kneeled around him, crying in happyness, as if their hope had returned at last.
The Master that been missing for so many months was now back and alive, his body colapse right there in front of everyone, in Mrs. Clair arms.
*
In the Manor, the master was being treated, as well as Jakar. Alana despite of her injuries was on high alert, looking at her ex - dead arrived husband.
She was looking at him in bed, his face was twisting in pain.
His hair was like hers, but that was not the description that she had heard of him.
The figure that had kept her in high alert was now looking less frightening, and was laying there defenceless.
She reached her hand to touch him, his face looked to be in pain. As she touched his arm, he was hot, very hot for some reason. But he didn't seem like he was feverish.
She was observing him, as her hand was over his arm, by instinct she started to started to heal him as she did it his face became softer, and his eyes suddenly opened up, grabbing her arm he pulled himself up.
Her eyes widened as she was surprised that he was awake so suddenly.
"Who are you? " In a coarse loud voice, he held her arm with so much strength that was hurting her.
As she tried to pull her arm, he was holding it even tighter. She put her other hand in his face and said in a low soft voice.
"Sleep." As if a she casted a spell his eyes closed and he fell back in bed.
Her heart was racing, she didn't know why he was awake.
As she was in alert modus, he was aswell with her presence.
She left the room running.
*
Next day everyone was busy themselves even though they were worried about their Master.
The people were preparing everything that as soon as the Master awake he had what to eat, he had everything he needed to recuperate.
"My lady, good morning. Should be resting..."
" What kind of man is your Master?"
Rahul expression softened, a smiled appeared in his lips.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing my Lady... Is just this is the first time ... That you've asked about the Master."
Her expression was the usual neutral, but her eyes were somewhat unsettling.
"...is just is different now, before I thought since he is dead I don't need to worry about such things, now that he reappeared I need to know what kind of person I have been sold of to."
" Don't... Don't say it like that, I don't think the Master would allowed something like that to happen."
She smiled gently. However her eyes were sad.
"My Lad.."
"If you had to choose between me and the Master to serve..?" At that moment Alana regretted asking such question. Rahul looked troubled. He did want to serve Alana with all his heart, but his Master would be the one he would always follow no matter what.
"I don't think that is a issue, my Lady, you are married that would mean that we are serving the Master along with you "
"That was a very polite answer. What if I had to leave?" Alana was already embarrassed to have asked that question in the first place so she just smiled.
"...and who said you could leave?" Said a harsh voice behind Rahul.
"Master? How...?" Ashur slowly approached Alana and Rahul, his expression was cold.
"Do you think you can just came and go however you want?" He said leaning in.
"I don't remember signing a slave contract with you." She replied. Rahul was obviously feeling awkward.
Ashur grinned. "You still need my permission to leave since I am legally your husband."
"Legally you are dead, and I am your widow, and the Manor my right as per marriage compensation."
"Aren't you very witty and quick with your tongue.?" Ashur hold her chin up.
"Master..."
"Aren't you a little be unwise, following the kings order like a little puppy." She said standing her ground.
Ashur furiously chuckled. "You have no idea what you're talking about. "
"Shouldn't you be laying in bed, you are injuried." Alana said coldly.
"I have a strong body, it heals quickly." Ashur was even colder.
They both stayed in a fiercely staring contest like who would budge first.
After a while Rahul couldn't stand anymore.
"Master Ashur how about we go check on Jakar, he is still very much injuried." Rahul stepped between Ashur and Alana.
He nodded while pushing Ashur out of the wintergarden. Bowing in his way out.
Alana collapsed on her knees exausted by the interaction.
'Alana.. Alana..'
'Yes Tera ...?'
'Did you feel it too.. Did you? Did you?'
'Feel what?'
'He was very hot!'
'WHAT???'