—Por cierto... ¿Sabe mi padre que estoy aquí?

—No, en realidad, estaba a punto de enviarle un carta. —dijo Keneth, sacando la carta que había guardado.— Así que él sabe dónde estás. son.

—¡No se lo digas! Me escapé anoche.

—¡¿Qué?! —preguntó Keneth, asustado. —¿Por qué ¿Lo haces?

Solo recordarlo me hizo llorar los ojos.

—No quiero hablar de eso, no ahora —dije— Respondió. "¿Puedes ayudarme a encontrar un lugar para quedarme?"

Keneth parecía preocupado por mí.

—No puedo dejarte en ningún lado, quédate en mi casa, Cuidaré de ti, cuando te sientas mejor te llevaré con tu padre.

—¡No me lleves de vuelta! —Me abracé las rodillas—. Si yo vete, moriré lentamente, te lo ruego, sálvame. —Lo miré mientras lloraba.

Keneth es un caballero, siempre sigue a su principios, me llevará para agradar a mi padre, pero si me ve de esta manera, su corazón no le permitirá abandonarme, sé muy bien que está sintiendo Lo siento, lo siento Keneth, veo la necesidad de utilizarte por un momento.

No preguntó qué había pasado por ahora. Los jóvenes El hombre no podía imaginar lo mala que había sido la pelea, pero no la dejaba sufrir, él la cuidaría por un tiempo, luego la llevaría a su padre para Resuélvelo. Eso es lo que pensaba.

Keneth me sonrió y me pasó los dedos mis ojos para secar mis lágrimas.

—Está bien —dijo Keneth—. —Vamos a mi casa.

—Ummm. Bien... Ayúdame a levantarme.

Con cuidado, Keneth me ayudó a ponerme de pie, traté de dar un paso, pero me caí, ayer me fui en medio de la cena así que no comí bien, la caída del caballo y las emociones negativas me tienen débil.

—¡Elisa! ¿Estás bien? Espera aquí, te traeré tu ropa para que puedas cambiarte aquí.

Keneth salió corriendo, luego volvió con mi plegado vestido y mi par de zapatos, ya que tenía problemas para moverme, me ayudó cambiarme de ropa, me sentí un poco avergonzada, pero él me había visto antes, mientras me quitaba la ropa, me alegré de que no se diera la vuelta y que me miraba con normalidad porque me daba más confianza saber que no tenía ningún pensamiento obsceno, solo me estaba observando para asegurarse de que No me pasó nada malo.

When I finished getting dressed, he came over and held out his arms to pick me up.

—Huh? —I was surprised—. What are you doing?

—You can't walk, hold on to my neck, I'll take you to my house.

—Thank you for being so good to me and sorry for bothering you...

—Silly, you're not a bother at all... Well, you're only annoying when you cry or make faces, so since I'll be taking care of you, all you have to do is smile.

—Like this? —I smiled.

—It looks very fake, try it again, like that. —He smiled.

I laughed at his expression.

—Forget it, you'll never have a smile as perfect as mine.

—I'm sure my smile is prettier.

—Do you want me to let you go so I can bow and apologize?

—Don't even think about it.

It was amazing how in such a short time I came to have so much confidence and form a good relationship with the person who killed Elise, one of the characters I hated when reading.

We arrived at Keneth's house, it was an average two-story house, next to it there was a stable, outside the house there was a small garden and a bench, he left me on the bench so he could open the door.

—Your house is so nice, it's bigger than I thought. —I commented.

—Did you think I lived under a bridge or what?

—No, I thought you lived in one of the small houses on the outskirts of town, but you have a nice house near the center of town.

—I lived here with my father, he was a mercenary, he died about four years ago, when I was fourteen.

—So you're eighteen? Who took care of you since then, what about your mother?

—Since my father's death I've been living alone, the other members of the mercenary guild my father was in have been helping me, letting me tag along and earn money... But all of this has helped me practice my skills... And about my mother, I believe you've heard the rumors.

—I've heard a lot of rumors, I don't know which one you're referring to.

—She was a prostitute who got pregnant by my father, the only evidence that I'm not another man's son is that I'm identical to my father... Can I tell you a secret? You look stupid, but you have the face to keep secrets, maybe you can keep another secret.

-Tell me.

Keneth came up to me and picked me up again.

—Let's go in, I'll tell you inside, the neighbors have good hearing.

We entered his house, it was spacious inside, the furniture was made of wood, but the wood looked of good quality, he left me on a sofa and then closed the door and sat next to me.

—My mother was a witch, fortunately I did not inherit her magic, I am a completely normal human, but she abandoned me when I was little and left a great responsibility to my father, since they told me that story I have grown with resentment towards my mother and towards witches, like a soldier, it is part of my duty to kill witches too, my dream is to kill their entire kind, especially the person who brought me into the world if she hasn't died already.

I froze, maybe he said it because he trusts me, his life is in danger because he is the son of a witch, but I feel more hurt than surprised.

So that was the reason why he didn't hesitate to capture Elise and burn her alive without mercy?

If I were to tell him that I was a witch, would he kill me?... Yes, it was very likely, his eyes filled with hatred and he radiated a gloomy aura as soon as I mentioned the word "witch"... What should I do?

—Elise? —He waved his hand several times in front of my eyes—. Are you okay? Hey, come back to land...

—Oh, sorry. —I said. —I just thought there are witches who just want a normal, quiet life, you know, good witches.

—No, there isn't... Can we stop talking about this topic? I imagine you're hungry, I'll cook, do you like fish soup? It will help you get better.

—No, I don't want you to think I'm a very picky eater, I eat anything, but not seafood.

—How strange, your maid once came to me and told me that if I was going to take care of you in the future, I should know that you love fish.

...It should have been Rina, how embarrassing.

"Is that what she said?" I asked nervously. "She was probably just playing some kind of joke on you, I just stopped eating it recently."

—Ah, I see.

How could I forget that Elise loves seafood? I mean, it doesn't appear in the book, but I do remember it. Every time I got seriously ill, Rina would only feed me that. How disgusting.

—Is chicken soup okay? Unless you suddenly stopped eating chicken too.

—Chicken soup is good! —I smiled.

An hour later, Kenneth served the chicken, rice and vegetable soup, in addition to putting plates, spoons and forks on the table. It is a simple dish, but the smell was outstanding.

He helped me to my feet and led me to the table. Once I was seated, I watched as he returned to the kitchen, and seconds later he came back with a cup of water.

—Water? —I asked.

—It's so you can wash your hands before eating.

—Ah, I see, thanks.

After washing my hands, he went back to the kitchen to empty the water. I smiled, he really does try hard for me, maybe I'll forgive him for what he said about witches.

After eating he picked me up again to take me to my room.

—Oh, I almost forgot, where's the bag I brought? I need something from there.

—What? I can find it and leave it with you.

—Just bring the bag, it's a girls' secret.

Kenneth giggled.

—Well, I think I understand, it's in the room I prepared for you.

When we got to the room he put me on the bed and covered me up as if I were a child.

—Focus on sleeping, I'm going to train, don't get up until I get back.

Kenneth walked away and closed the door, I'm finally alone.

I pulled off the blanket and slowly stood up, my feet and back hurt, I struggled to stand, seriously, I hate this feeling of being a burden and being in pain, in my book there must be some spell for this.

I walked over to the big bag with my stuff and searched through the bottom until I found the book.

I locked the door to save my life and then started flipping through the pages of the book until I found one that said regeneration.

Regeneration:

As a witch you will go through many problems and I consider this technique one of the most important because to perform spells it is essential to have a good physical condition, it is easier than it seems, you just have to cut yourself and drink your own blood after reciting a chant, the blood of a witch will regenerate anyone who drinks it, but after regenerating you will sleep for about five hours because your body will get an improvement, now every time you get hurt you will automatically regenerate and you will not suffer from internal or external pain, you will not get sick again, you will not age and even menstruation for those of us who are women will stop hurting, one last warning, you should never give witches blood to a human because this will only regenerate it but it will die the same day in exactly 5 years, of course if it does not die before, for humans it is better to use potions ... It should be noted that there will only be two moments where you will not be able to regenerate, if your head is cut off or if you come into contact with fire.

—Oh, genial, ¿por qué no sabía de eso? ¿antes?

Guardé el libro y traté de levantarme. el suelo para ponerse de pie. Lo logré con gran esfuerzo y di pasos lentos hasta que Me tiré sobre la cama.

Miré a mi alrededor y no había nada nítido, tendría que bajar a la cocina, pero no podía soportarlo, ¿qué iba a hacer? ¿Ahora? Ah, lo sé... Recité un canto que estaba debajo de las instrucciones y mordí la punta de mi lengua con fuerza, Mierda, esto duele demasiado, ¡hasta se me están cayendo las lágrimas! Al menos estaba sangrando y me lo tragué.

Al instante me sentí extremadamente cansada, mis ojos se sentían acuoso, y caí en un largo sueño.

Mientras estaba "durmiendo" sentí una mil agujas en todas las partes de mi cuerpo, quise despertar, pero no pude abrir los ojos, no podía conciliar el sueño, todo dolía y ardía, no me gusta este sentimiento, ¡todo duele! Esto es una locura, ¿será que no tengo el nivel necesario de magia y la? ¡Lo lamento profundamente! Elise, tú ¡Eres un idiota!

No era como un sueño normal, literalmente sentí como si hubiera estado en las cinco horas más largas de mi vida, como si estuviera dentro de un nido de avispas todo ese tiempo, luego me desperté de repente, me sentí diferente, mi cuerpo Dejé de dolerme de la nada, me sentí como nueva.

Me levanté y me estiré, ahora me sentía bien, me miré en el espejo, incluso mi cara se veía fresca, miré por la ventana, ya estaba oscureciendo y Kenneth volvía.

¿Cuánto tiempo ha pasado ya?