The Sorcerer's Bride Chapter 9

Kaldrek woke up hugging something soft . He did not feel like getting up, so he didn't really move . Instead he settled deeper into the blankets .

He suddenly realized that the thing he was hugging was moving just a little . This realization brought him wide awake .

He stared at Zylvia's sleeping form blankly for a minute . Had he rolled over on top of her? He was glad she wasn't awake yet as that would have been embarrassing . Moving carefully he got off of her and laid on his side facing her .

Her red locks were spread all over the pillow . The way it was sprawled all over reinforced the association with fire that Kaldrek had always found himself making . He reached out a hand and picked up one of her strands of hair, wondering if it would burn him . He was just a little surprised when it didn't . Instead it was cool to the touch . He rubbed it between his fingers absentmindedly and closed his eyes .

AdvertisementHe could smell her peculiar scent, which was one of the proofs of her odd bloodline . He frowned softly . She obviously had a magical bloodline, but hadn't yet had any conscious realizations about it . He could only assume this was because of the nature of her bloodline .

She did not have a normal bloodline . While she could probably learn spells once she realized she had the potential, her bloodline seemed to be of a passive nature . But he could sense the vast amount of manna she had . In fact, she was brimming over with it . It was really because of this that he had first noticed her potential, as she was almost like a storage unit of power .

Her bloodline seemed to be of a supplementary nature . It boosted other spell casters, and even helped replenish manna if they were close enough . Take last night for instance, at most he should have recovered thirty percent of his manna back and yet he was already up to ninety .

This made him feel a little bit guilty because she had no idea about this, so it felt a little bit like stealing . And yet he couldn't tell her because if she hasn't realized yet it was highly probable she wasn't ready yet . And if she wasn't ready yet it could hurt her to make her suddenly aware of it . At least her bloodline didn't seem to be hurting her . Of course he would keep an eye on her to make sure of this .

He realized that he still had her lock of hair in his hand as he shook himself out of his thoughts . He let it fall from his hands, as he looked at her sleeping form . She looked so innocent when she was asleep . Almost vulnerable . It made his resolve to protect her feel all the more needed .

He grinned and shook his head as he got out of bed . He quickly got dressed for the day, being careful to not be loud, so that he didn't wake up Zylvia .

After getting dressed, he sat back on the bed, crossed his legs and closed his eyes . Then he focused himself inward . He mentally coiled his energy and reset some of his passive magic .

"What are you doing?" Zylvia's voice broke into his concentration .

Managing to keep his progress from slipping, he answered the girl, "Meditating . "

She fell silent and he felt the bed shift a little as he heard her get up .

He went back to focusing his magical energies . When he opened his eyes, Zylvia had just finished getting dressed and was reaching for her hairbrush .

"Do you want any help," Kaldrek asked as he got off of the bed .

"Sure . " Zylvia handed her brush to him, "And then I can see if I can do anything about your hair . "

He had her sit on her chair as he started to run her brush through her rather long hair . It didn't take him very long to finish this task . He picked up a green ribbon off of her dresser and tied it to her hair .

"There . " He said patting his work happily, "All finished . "

"Alright, now you . " She smiled as she forced him to sit down .

His hair was every bit as untidy as it normally looked . Zylvia couldn't actually do anything about it . After struggling with it for a while she gave up . "Your hair really refuses to behave . "

"I've noticed . " Kaldrek stood up, "Ready for the day?"

"Yep," She put the brush back on her dresser . The two of them left their bedroom in order to start their day .

Chapter end