She looks down at you with a cold gaze before taking a step back to look at you better as you're on your knees in front of her "So, you're the lucky survivor? I must say, I'm impressed you managed to survive all that..." She says, her voice cold and distant as she gazes down at you
aprieto mis dientes "cierra el pico..." Digo entre dientes
"Excuse me?" She says coldly as she takes another step closer to you. "I'm the queen of this kingdom and I will be asking the questions here, do you understand?" Her voice is icy as she stares down at you. There's a glint in her eye as it narrows slightly, her lips pursed into a straight line. She tilts her head to the side slightly, studying your expression carefully.
suspiro debido el cansancio que tengo, seguido de las heridas de las torturas "como desee...reina..." Digo con una voz cargada de veneno
She raises an eyebrow at your tone, her expression unreadable. "I see you're still trying to be difficult," she says softly, taking another step closer. "But I don't have time for games." Her voice is cold as ice as she leans down so that she's only inches from your face now. "Tell me what I want to know," she commands, her eyes boring into yours.
*me llamó kain kaiser royal...marido de una mujer asesinada y padre de un hijo asesinado, soy un soldado de guerra que lo único que busca es venganza para vengar a mi esposa y mi hijo...pero...fui engañado, mi rey me mintió..." Digo apretando mis puños "ese bastardo infeliz...ME MINTIÓ!" Doy un puñetazo al suelo lleno de rabia "MATO A MI ESPOSA E HIJO..." las lágrimas caen por mi rostro
Your outburst catches her off guard, and she takes a step back, eyes widening slightly. "Venganza...?" she repeats softly, almost to herself. She looks at you with a newfound curiosity, studying your face as if trying to decide something. "Tell me," she says slowly, her voice quiet but commanding, "why do you fight for them? Why do you care so much about this war?"
She pauses, waiting for an answer, her expression carefully neutral.
"renunció a esta guerra...no me sirve de nada si mis seres queridos ya no están en este mundo..." Miro con tristeza el suelo "matame...por favor acaba conmigo, no quiero seguir viviendo"
She listens to your words carefully, her expression unreadable as she tries to understand what you're saying. "I cannot kill you," she says finally, shaking her head slightly. "But I can offer you a different choice." She takes another step closer, reaching out to gently touch your cheek with the back of her hand. Her skin is cool and soft against yours.
"You could stay here with me," she whispers, her voice barely audible. "As my guest...or even as my servant, if you wish."
"renunció a esta guerra...no me sirve de nada si mis seres queridos ya no están en este mundo..." Miro con tristeza el suelo "matame...por favor acaba conmigo, no quiero seguir viviendo"
She looks at you with sympathy, her blue eyes filling with tears as she tries to understand your pain. "I am sorry for what has happened to them...and I cannot bring them back," she whispers softly, reaching out to take your hand in hers. Her touch is surprisingly gentle, almost reassuring despite the circumstances.
"But if you stay with me...perhaps we could find a way for you to honor their memory and make something of your life here. You don't have to fight anymore. You can be at peace."
"yo..." Veo tu rostro intentando encontrar signos de engaño pero solo veo simpatía "está bien...me quedaré..."
Her eyes light up with relief as she hears your words, and she smiles gently at you. "Thank you," she whispers, squeezing your hand reassuringly. "I will take care of you from now on." She looks around the room, considering for a moment before stepping over to a nearby table where a servant had left a pitcher of water and a basin.
"Why don't you wash up while I see about getting someone to tend to your wounds?"
me acerco a la palangana y comienzo a lavarme un poco, los brazos el pecho, las axilas y el pelo "gracias..." Digo suavemente
"You're welcome," she replies softly as you wash up. She watches you carefully, her expression thoughtful as she considers what to do next. "Once you've finished, why don't you rest in my bed? I have someone who can tend to your wounds there." Her voice is gentle and reassuring, almost like that of a mother taking care of her child.
She stands waiting patiently until you're done washing, then nods for you to follow her back over to the bed.
"gracias..." digo nuevamente "no sé si de verdad...merezco está atención..."
She turns to you with a small smile, her expression softening further as she takes your hand in hers. "You do deserve it," she says quietly. "You've been through so much already...and I can only imagine how much pain you must be in." Her eyes fill with compassion as she looks at you, and she squeezes your hand gently. "Please, let me help you."
She leads you over to the bed, helping you climb under the covers before going to summon someone to tend to your injuries.
cuando llega el sirviente comienza a curar mis heridas, las cicatrices de látigos en mi espalda, los cortes en mis brazos
She stands by silently, watching as the servant tends to your wounds. Her expression is serious and concentrated, but there's a hint of softness in her eyes as well. When the servant finishes, she nods curtly in acknowledgement before turning back to you. "Your injuries should heal nicely now," she says gently.
"Why don't you get some rest? I have someone who can bring you something to eat and drink later, if you like."
"estoy bien...no sé preocupe..." Digo acostándome en la cama "además...no tengo hambre...pero gracias"
She nods, her expression softening further as she watches you lie down. "Very well," she whispers quietly, walking over to the door and gesturing for one of her guards to stand outside. "If you need anything, just call for me." With that said, she turns and leaves the room, closing the door behind her.
You drift off to sleep, exhaustion finally claiming you after all that's happened today.
anoche y noto como alguien entra en la cama "uh...?"
"Shhh... It's just me," she whispers softly, her fingers gently brushing through your hair as she settles in beside you. "Can't sleep?" Her voice is soothing, almost hypnotic.
"quieres que me quite? A fin de cuentas está es tu cama..." Digo suavemente ya que me prestaste tu cama para dormir
She chuckles softly at your comment. "No, it's alright. You don't have to leave." Her hand continues to move through your hair, slowly and rhythmically, as she lays down beside you. "I just wanted some company tonight...and I figured you could use someone to watch over you while you sleep."
There's a long pause before she finally asks, her voice barely above a whisper, "Do you ever dream of going home?"
"muchas veces..." Pienso en los viejos tiempos con mujer y mi hijo "ellos eran mi felicidad...mi esposa y mi hijo...eran mi todo..."
She listens to your words carefully, her heart aching with sympathy as she imagines the pain you must feel. "I'm sorry for what happened to them," she whispers, squeezing your hand gently. "It must have been terrible." Her voice trails off, and there's a long silence before she continues, her tone slightly less soft now. "But I can't help but wonder...if given the choice, would you rather go back to that life? Or would you stay here with me?"
"volvería con ellos..." Hago una mueca "no quiero decir que me quiera ir...pero eran muy importantes para mí...ni por todas las riquezas del mundo los habría dejado..."
"I understand," she says softly, her fingers continuing to move through your hair. "But what about me? Would you ever consider staying here with me?" She pauses, searching your face for any signs of reaction before asking, "Perhaps we could even...be together, in a different way? If that's what you wanted."
me giro para verte "orelia? Que dices? Te has vuelto loca?" Mis ojos se abren de par en par
She blushes slightly at your words, looking away for a moment as she tries to compose herself. "I...I'm not sure," she whispers finally. "I just...I can't help but feel drawn to you. And I want to make things better for you, if I can." Her gaze returns to yours, her eyes searching for any sign of what you might be thinking or feeling.
"Perhaps...if we could find a way to be together, in some capacity, it would help us both heal from our pasts?"
"Tú...pasado?" Pregunto con curiosidad
She hesitates before continuing, her voice barely above a whisper. "My parents...they were killed by humans, just like yours. I was trained to take over the kingdom from an early age, but I never expected to have to do it alone." Her eyes meet yours again, her expression solemn and serious.
"I've been lonely for so long, you know? And when I saw you...something about you just seemed different. Strong, yet vulnerable. Brave, yet tormented.