The night fell as the city of Byzantium finally came to an end of it's never ending-waltz--A the city's light fell to a faint hum--Matching the rhythm of the low shifts of the tidal waves in the bosphorus river. (Fire crackling*) Eleanor's pov: I stood there watching him hang his cloak--He then paused and turned to me--His eyes readable. "Sleep, for--We will soon be traveling" he said.
My eyebrows furrowed--T-Travelling? he nodded without sparing me a glance. I then sighed in frustration--Master Flaytus...I stepped in closer--My fingers trailing over the edges of my sleeve. I'm have thought of asking you this... I murmured, my head low. Flaytus then glanced up at me--Finally meeting my gaze. How do you know our language? I asked and why are you doing this for me? He shot me a look, his voice then dipped, "I'm not doing this for you" he then stepped in closer as I felt my back brushing against the cold wall. He stopped--His face just an inch away from colliding to mine--"Eleanor... he whispered--Something about the way he said it made me shiver. "I took an oath years ago--And I'm merely fulfilling it" I galnced up at him--An oath...? my gaze pressed, but why me master Flaytus? why couldn't have you saved another girl? Flaytus's fingers reached to his forehead as he rubbed it in frustration-- don't ask questions, for--You will do as I say otherwise you know...He gazed at me--His eyes lingering on my lips--"You know what would happen"
I gulped in fear as I watched him--Few seconds passed; he retreated. Soon I found myself on bed--eyes red from endless tears--Pillow drenched, them my gaze darted up the ceiling--Mama...A Shakey breath left my lip--As I then slowly fell into the clutches of sleep.
--Pov: Flaytus: My eye weighed as I then dragged myself to bed--just as I was passing by the room--I heard the low sniffle of a women--Eleanor...? I breathed--She was laying on the hay bed--her back facing the wall--As she seemed to be muttering something.
I leaned in listen closer--Her lips were moving barely, mama...a broken voice pierced the night air--Knocking the air out of me--Baba...? My legs felt weak as I watched her, my hands reached for her though I stopped. I just stared at her--Then turned and left.
later in bed...
E-Eleanor...my voice came in low, I squinched my eyes as I shifted on the bed--Suddenly, her face flashed though my eyes--Her lush-forest like eyelash which was drenched in tears.
As she held on to a beyond burned body--her voice--Dripped with sheer pain, as her wailing became screaming--echoing throughout the forest.
(He gets up panting*) His heart hammering against his ribs as his gaze darted across the dark--He then held his temple--Rubbing it in frustration.
Flaytus had known it--She was in pain--She was hurting--His jaw then clenched, not anymore...He murmured, never.