《The Aria Chronicles》Isabell
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Isabell is on the other side of the door, seeing that many emotions couldn't help but arouse in my heart.
Click!
I looked at her through the hole for a few minutes before I finally opened the door. As I opened the door, our eyes met each other, and we started at each other without saying anything.
I opened my mouth to say something but closed it as no words came out of it, she also opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't seem to form the words either. We have created quite a strange atmosphere between us, but it is not awkward, far from it.
“Come in.” I finally brought out words of my mouth as I invited her in, breaking the strange state we were in.
Hearing that, as if she came to herself, she nodded and came inside while closing the door behind and followed her in. “I've been very worried about you,” Isabell said finally as she turned and faced me directly.
“I've searched nearly for a week, but there was no sign of you,” she said as she softly touched my cheek with her left hand. Feeling her soft touch, I couldn't help lean into it.
“I did not have a choice when I got kidnapped, I can get away already more than enough,” I said softly as I opened my eyes and took her to the couch.
“You looked quite bad,” I said as I looked at her, she still looked beautiful, but tiredness could be clearly seen in her. Her eyes are red and exhausted, and she does not have usual vitality; she really looked very drained.
Her aura feels quite feeble; it is very clear she had been seriously injured, and even now her condition seemed quite serious. She should have gone to the infirmary to recuperate before directly coming here.
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“The mission had got more dangerous than it should have been; the intel we have been given was faulty. They were waiting for us in ambush.”
“The battle had lasted for the whole day before both of the sides decided to pull back.” She replied after a few seconds.
I looked at her for a few moments and concentrated on her feeble aura and found she seemed more injured than I had thought. Her Vampire constitution did not seem enough to heal the injuries she had suffered.
I looked at her complicatedly before I took the Dem bag from the table and took out a vial of Blood from my dem bag.
“Drink it, it will heal some of your injuries,” I said as I gave her a vial of blood, it is vitality rich blood of the Orc that I had killed. I don’t have a very clear idea about her injuries, so I don’t know if it will heal her fully or not; I hope it does.
I had intentionally kept two vials of blood into my Dem bag, Ramon when inspecting my dem bag, did not look at them too closely, thinking it might be regular blood ration if he had opened it.
“My injuries are quite serious, regular blood won’t be able to do much against it,” she said with a smile, clearly feeling happy by the gesture. “It is not a regular Blood,” I replied with a smile.
Hearing me, her expression turned a little serious as she looked at the small vial carefully before opening its cap. As she opened the cap, a smell of blood with thick vitality spread throughout the air.
Just inhaling it, the tiredness I was feeling with hours of training vanished instantly, and I felt refreshed entirely as I had just woken up. “Where did you get this?” Isabell asked in wonder.
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“From the Half-Blood Orc that kidnapped me,” I said with a smile. “This is too precious, akin to second life. Drinking to heal injuries which I could heal by a few days of treatment is a complete waste of such a precious thing,” she said as she tried to hand me back the bottle.
“Drink it,” I said, my tone is strict, and it is very clear that I did not want any argument. She looked at me, and seeing my expression, she dropped all the blood in the vial into her tongue and closed her eyes.
As the blood dropped on her tongue, I could feel change happening in her immediately. The marks injury started healing at the rapid pace, and pale skin started to turn vibrant again at a visible speed.
Her aura, which had been feeble, started to recover at the rapid pace, seeing the effect of the Blood, a look of shock appeared on my body.
I had expected the blood to be life-saving medicine, akin to second life seeing it is willed with Vitality, but I never expected its effect to be this grade than less than a minute, it healed most of the injuries and a minute later than all the injuries she has had hidden healed.
Her aura had recovered and even strengthened quite a bit, it seemed like not only the blood had healed her injuries, it had also strengthened her by little. It is affected by her appearance a little; her skin had become slightly more vibrant than before.
Isabell still had her eyes closed as if she was enjoying something really great, and the Blood is really great that, evn I had a hard time controlling the urge for the Blood, very few vampires below the Count resist the urge of the blood.
“How is it, have all your injuries been healed?” I asked as Isabell opened her eyes, “Yes, not only visible injuries had been healed, some invisible injuries that had been plaguing me also healed.” she said.
“Thank You; I really needed that,” she added as she came a little close to me. Now there is just a palm distance between our mouths.
I don’t know who moved first but our mouths gently and we kissed, the kiss was soft and slow, full of emotions. We kissed for a few minutes before I finally moved back.
The kiss was really amazing, one of the best I've had that now, I just want to leap at her and continue kissing her but I control my urges as it is not the time.
“You go get a shower; we will have dinner together,” I said to her as I broke the kiss, she nodded gently and left toward the shower but not before stealing another gentle kiss from me.
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