Nymphea Vol II: The Rise Of Ill Fates
Silvia slowly began to open up her eyes. Sunlight beamed through the cracks in the ceiling above her. She could feel the cushion below her move as she began to sit up. Silvia looked around the room in a daze. The room was small and vacant. The only furniture in it was a small chest in the right corner and the bed underneath her. Silvia stepped out of bed slowly.
“Where am I…Where’s Kye?”
The thought of being alone scared her. Silvia walked out of the room warily. She soon stepped into what appeared to be another small room.
Her voice trembled as she crept inside. She caught a glimpse of someone leaving the room as she entered.
Silvia’s cry wasn’t heard. The person she thought she may have seen had already disappeared. Silvia moved toward the center of the room. There she noticed a small bed similar to the one she woke up in. She slipped her hand under the rise in the covers and lifted them. Silvia steps back only to see that there was nothing underneath.
“Looking for something?”
A soft voice crept up behind her. Silvia turned to see a small older woman holding a candle.
Silvia couldn’t think of anything to say.
“Hello…I know you are there.”
The woman reached out her hand and touched Silvia’s cheek. The woman smiled.
“Ah, there you are. You must be my other guest.”
Silvia's eyes widened.
“So you know where Kye is?”
The woman walked toward an opening in the room. She stopped when she didn’t hear Silvia’s footsteps following behind her.
“He is this way.”
Silvia followed the woman into another room and there sitting at the table was Kye. He heard them enter and looked up relieved. Silvia could tell that he had been worrying about her. Kye pulled out the chair next to him. The woman nudged Silvia’s shoulder.
“Go ahead and sit. I’ll be back with some tea.”
Silvia nodded and sat next to Kye.
She looked toward him with a worried expression.
“Kye are you alright? Does anything hurt?”
Kye rubbed the back of his neck.
“I would have been fine if you weren’t pulling on my neck the entire time.”
Silvia went to reach for his neck out of concern. She began to brush her hand against his skin gently. Kye took her hand away and smirked.
“No, really I’m fine. How are you holding up?”
Silvia could feel her right shoulder throbbing uncontrollably. She showed Kye an unconvincing smile as she tried to suppress the pain.