The king's eyes

Samael was left in a state of amazement after the shock of this truth about his true nature.

He left without speaking, with this indescribable expression on his face. For a second I wanted to hold him back, but I know he needs some time alone...

I have to give him space.

He must be remaking the movie of his life, with this new information. This time alone is necessary for him but I’m worried, and I can’t get rid of this pain I have for him.

All night I was tormented, and alone. The wolf was no longer there, but today he is in the best possible place. And he has plenty of time to catch up.

Samael was not in my dreams, but his emotional state impacted me and still does.

Today is quite a different day for him than any other day since the very beginning of his life.

I went to see Berenice after lunchtime to hear from the king. She told me he wanted to be left alone today.

He refuses to see anyone.

People look at me askance. They think what I did with the king last night hurt him... It’s kinda true... And that’s why I feel bad.

He had to know. Maybe I should have waited a little longer... Take it slower?

No... This pain was unavoidable. But I don’t want him to be alone too long with this.

During the day, I go for a walk in the forest, wondering how I can help him now. I don’t know but I have to keep talking to him. I don’t want him to return to his silence and his isolation from the world.

After dinner, I head to his quarters to knock on his door. The guards watch me, but let me.

Samael will sense that it's me.

Even before I lift the dot to hit, I hear him say:

“Not tonight, Iris. Tomorrow.

See you tomorrow.”

Okay... Tomorrow then.

I go back to my room. I can only wait for him to be ready.

He knows that I am there, not far away, and that he can contact me when he is. I’m still anxious, and I feel somewhat responsible for his suffering.

I can’t help but prepare a ritual to try to meet him in his dream. He is not able to come to me. The wolf did it because he was lost in the limbo of his subconscious and I gave him access to mine.

Things are different now. There will no longer be the wolf, perhaps even longer the forest... I don’t know where to look for him...

I will try anyway. This moment in the forest gave me energy and my anxiety will prevent me from sleeping. So might as well watch a little and try something.

A little later in the evening, I set up the necessary elements to work, then I lie down. This exercise gets easier and easier the more I practice it.

I am in the castle gardens.

The moon shines on me.

I head for the forest, but this time I have a special place in mind. The meadow of orange trees. It can represent a reassuring place for him, a landmark of childhood.

I am alone... I move forward in the night. I don’t have a candle in my hand this time, I know I don’t need it anymore.

I arrive at the edge of this familiar place. I do not see anyone. I walk around but I know he’s not there.

I sit here.

Could I call him? How... Like with the wolf? My father’s song... Samael knows it without knowing it, his demon will guide him. And it allows me to pursue the awakening of his senses.

I start humming...

Then I sing, I close my eyes, and concentrate to carry my voice over a great distance around me.

I hear the sound of the elvish song resonating, the soft notes, like a lullaby...

When I open my eyes... Samael is a few meters in front of me... He has come up to me. He is only dressed in flowing black pants. Shirtless. I can't stop to look at his perfect body... He is breathtaking...

And when I see his face, something hits me.

His eyes, he sees.

Samael has shining red eyes that stare at me, the red eyes of the wolf... They are one, he sees through his demon powers.

He looks so hot right now...

“You’re the stubborn type, aren’t you?" He told me, laughing.

"I was worried... I put you face to face with this shattering truth... Knowing that you were alone with this...” I confessed.

He comes to sit next to me. The moon is shining brightly above us. I feel his strength... He is so attractive...

“It was you... In my dreams, you had already come to me, this song..." He remembers.

"Yes.. You know my face, without having seen it. Because the wolf saw me. What is this song, Samael? Do you recognize what species it comes from?" I asked.

"Are you an elf? ...That’s why you knew about me." He answered.

"Yes... And it is thanks to my elven nature that I was able to tame the wolf... and its owner.” I said, teasing him.

He smiled at me slightly too. That smile...

“How do you feel?" I asked, curious.

" I am not sure. There is a large part of me that is relieved, I no longer feel this tugging, this agitation in me. I feel complete, but...

This power in me has been put to sleep. I don’t know how to exploit it, I don’t know anything about my abilities."

He told me, but he is a bit wrong...

"This is not entirely true. You may have developed some of your powers over time without even realizing it.

You have a heightened awareness of your surroundings. You know how to study and evaluate the beings around you.

You knew I wasn’t just a witch.

You are able to hide in such a way that even a magical being cannot guess your presence, you know how to make your aura imperceptible.

And above all... You defeated an extremely powerful and trained wizard eight years ago.

Today you have an impenetrable shield. No wizard could have reached you. The demon in you has acted like the immune system, he understood what attacked you, and created a very effective bulwark, specially dedicated to witchcraft.

I hope I can help you discover the extent of your powers, which are already very impressive, Samael.

It is not finished. We still have work to do, my king. And I’ve bothered you enough for tonight...

Be confident, and try to see things positively." I said to him. I so want to give some good vibe now. I feel his warm, it is so comfortable...

"Iris... Thank you.

Thank you for this very valuable help. All this information that enlightens me, and for the energy you devote to bringing me what I lack." He said, sincerely.

"It’s an honor. Elves thrive on giving of themselves to others...

Good night My Lord.”

I get up, smile at him, and leave, disappearing into the night.