Within the palace of the Dancing winds, the air was cold and heavy with concern . Two days had passed since the Emperor had come . Kyera had still yet to wake, and healers had no idea what was wrong . Even the Empress Dowager had sent her hand maid to look after Kyera while she slept . Granted most the palaces were alive with gossip as to why the royals cared so much about a simple Lady and most assumed it was because she was tied to shadow Veil and in some ways they were right .
Akira sat beside Kyera's sleeping form watching her expression . There were no signs of a nightmare which, she at this point would have prefered . At least fear and night terrors would be expression, signs of life and yet there was nothing . Only shallow movements of her chest, up and down and the sent of warmth .
AdvertisementShe reached out gently dragging her fingers through Kyera's soft hair, trying to sooth the messy strands . A complicated expression formed on the woman's face as she looked down at her daughter . There was so much left between them… she had to wake up . He wouldn't be so cruel as to take their daughter as well as their four sons . Was it her fault? Was he lashing out because she had turned her back on his hand?
The door to the room opened, and two new scents filled the air . A wolf and the familiar but faint memory of the forest were fairly easy to discern from the palace smells . Half eye entered, his eyes focusing on Kyera, the maid was meaningless . He walked over and knelt beside her looking Kyera over from head to toe .
Tracing her aura he began searching for a break or damage but he didn't find any . "What in the name of the Shadow King happened to you, Princess . " Half Eye murmured as he drug his shadows over her body, the void around her pulling in every ounce of energy he offered her . Slowly, the weak aura around her body began to glow and swirl to his eyes, still invisible to the untrained eye . However, before he could do much, sweat was pouring from his brow .
There was a tightness in his chest… something was obviously wrong . Yet, it was hard to nail down what exactly was causing this odd sensation .
"Rayo what is wrong with My Daughter?" Akira demanded, unable to handle the prolonged silence . His eyes settled on her, raising an eyebrow at her .
"Who are you, Miss?" Half Eye asked coldly "And I do we know each other well enough to call each other by first names or names at all for that matter?" Akira blinked a bit startled by the way he spoke to her . She knew he was old but… old enough to forget her?
"Akira Mei, Kyera Mei's mother . " Akira reminded him and he settled her with a expression several steps past ice .
"Ahh Yes, The Shadow Dancer . " He shook his head and turned his attention back to his student . "You are far from home, Perhaps you should visit… but it is much too late for that . " He added quietly before pouring more of himself into Kyera's body .
"No one's called me that in years . " Akira replied looking away a slight bit uncomfortable now . Not that it bothered Half Eye a bit, her discomfort had been his aim . Though he had no right to outright shame this woman, he could not stand to let the past just be after everything .
"I can't say I am not pleased about that . However, if you don't mind I am here for business not chit chat and your distracting me . Shut up or leave . " Half eye growled as he tried to focus once again, there was enough confusion about what was going on without adding this . He wouldn't have been surprised if her emotional state had put Kyera into… . Half eye's eyes widened . "Emotional State . "
Chapter end
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