#vanyllo

Continued from [x] with @soulsxng

When he ignored her calling for the first time, she hoped he might ignore the second attempt too. Nunnally knew that would have been for the best, but she needed to try. She would give up if he did not react for the second time. But Nunnally needed to ensure something. Before they were to part for ever.

But when Nyl pinned her against the wall, she had almost forgotten why she came here. He was so close. His dark eyes, his touch. All she wanted was their lips to connect. Nunnally had almost forgotten herself. And then his words brought her back to reality. She should not have been surprised he had noticed her swollen cheek. She did a pretty decent job covering it, but she should have remembered it was Nyl. Trained to work with details.

“Shhhhh Nyl…” – she silenced him putting her fingers on his lips – “Don’t even think about it…Please…It would make you an outcast. You would have to run till the end of your life…I do not want such a future for you…Promise me Nyl you’ll never think about it again…please…” – that was why she came. That was why she had to talk to him. She needed to make sure he was going to be safe. Given what she was going to do. She touched her cheek – “Please do not worry about me. I’ll…I’ll be able to deal with my father. It is not that bad.” – it was worse, but he was not going to learn about it. Not now. Not ever…?

They walked to the equipment room. ( “A few minutes… Was that all was she could now be given?” )

“Nyl…” – how many times did she say his name? But that was all she had left – “It is important. All what happened to you, to us, it is my fault. I should have known better than to put you at risk. .You need to promise me something. You need to promise me that you will keep yourself safe. That you will not do anything that could put you in danger. Promise me. Promise me that will you obey my father’s orders. Whatever happens. Promise me you’d not try to rebel…” – would he promise that to her?

Continued from [x] with @soulsxng

She didn’t expect to see him ever again. Nunnally had told Nyl all the good-byes back then when they had talked after his training. He needed to forget her and have his life back. But now...seeing him again...It was harder than expected. Had her father sent him here? Or did Nyl simply left?

She froze when their eyes met, not being able to turn away her gaze from the man she loved most. Dressed in a simple dress, looking much more like a village girl than a princess (though the observant eyes would notice the difference in how she moved; or that her hands did not carry the marks of working), she stood there not being able to move. Or think. It was only when Nunnally felt Nyl’s grip on her shoulders, she was back in reality: --

“I…It’s a mistake…” – she started; a panic clearly audible in her voice – “Sir…you…you are taking me for someone else. I…I…” – her voice broke. Her mind was telling her to run, but her body was betraying her. She was trembling upon his touch and when Nyl wrapped his arms around her shoulders, she couldn’t do anything else, but to lean into his touch – “I missed you so much, Nyl. I was hoping this day will come…when I will end up in your arms…” – but the she realized it might be dangerous. He might be in danger. He was probably followed. Although…probably Nyl was too skilled to allow for that.

“We…we could go to the inn. I am staying there for a few days. It’s relatively safe. And guarded by the men who helped me.” – she hesitated; she wasn’t to answer his questions. The less he knew, the safer he was.

“You didn’t put yourself in any danger for me, did you Nyl? You still follow my father’s orders. Please say you do…” – she was clearly begging him, scared of the reply she might here.

“I couldn’t Nyl… I couldn’t follow his wish… I couldn’t marry the man he had chosen for me…”