Unbreakable-19-

   "I explained to you before, Aroura. I love here, you may not see it, you may not ever see it, but I love her. Give me a chance to prove it, when she finally wakes up. Let me be there to see her. I promise, I will not so much as touch a single hair on her head until she is strong enough to hit me for it." Zavien said calmly. Aroura continued to glare at him, she was still extremely furious with him, but not as much as before. He acted concerned. But the key word in that scentence was "Acted". She had absolutely no way of knowing if he meant what he said, or if he just wanted to keep her. There was only one way to find out. Aroura turned on her heels and slowly walked back to her own bedroom. She passed several Cleaners, Bleeders, and Toys while she was in the halls. Each and every one of them looked at her skeptically as they approached, and lowered their heads in submission as they passed her. Then, suddenly, after nearly two thousand years of controling humans. She wondered how she could. That was no kind of a life for them, nor would it ever be. They were becoming more and more like highbred animals with each new generation. She sat down in the hallway, on one of their many well decorated benches that covered the hallways of the castle.
   Varenna stirred slightly and opened her eye's. The room was so well decorated. Everything looked like roses of some sort. The wallpaper, the carvings in the ceiling, the dressers, everything was black, with a rose design of some sort. She didn't bother to move yet. The voice had said that she didn't want her to wake up while she was gone, and she had. She figured that the voice sounded pretty trustworthy, and she was just going to lay here until someone got back. Her body hurt too terribly bad to move anyway.
   Aroura slowly got up when she saw Zavien walking down the hallway. He was shirtless, but had a long, dark red robe on, but it was open. His pants were a nice black silk, the pants she had bought for him.
   "She's awake." He said calmly as he walked passed Aroura. She stood up and walked swiftly behind him, she was worried now. Had Varenna hurt herself, could she even move? She whimpered and when she got to the door, she opened it gently, and pushed Zavien back.
   "Varenna, darling, are you feeling alright, can I get you anything?" Aroura said gently, still behind the door so that she wouldn't frighten the poor girl.
   "W-water... Please..." Varenna stuttered, extremely quietly. Her throat was so dry, that she could barely even speak, and yet the pain was extreme to her.
   "Zavey, go get her a glass of water." Aroura said gently as she slid inside of the door and shut it. Zavien frowned, but started walking down the stairs to do as she had asked of him. Aroura slowly walked over to Varenna, and stroked her cheek.
   "Little dove, no worries. I won't let him hurt you anymore..." Aroura said gently.
   "He has... Not... Hurt..."Varenna said faintly, unable to form a complete scentence.
   "Here..." Zavien said gently, handing the glass to Aroura. Usually, he didn't teleport in his own home, but he was in a hurry, and he figured this was as good an excuse as any.
   Aroura took the glass from him and gently held it to Varenna's lips, and tilted. Varenna drank slowly, it felt so nice running down her throat. She haden't realised just how poorly she was doing, she was so use to it. Varenna shook her head when she was done drinking, and closed her eye's. Aroura set the glass down on the small glass nightstand and watched the girl silently.
   "Zavien has never hurt me badly." Varenna said gently, a tear running down her cheek as she said it.
   "Badly?" Aroura seemed to growl the words as she looked over at Zavien with a glare. He was completely focused on Varenna. If what he had done to her wasn't bad, what else had she suffered through?