SILVER-HEART
Chapter 38: A Token Of Gratitude

Chapter 38: A Token Of Gratitude

A/N: Song For The Background ~ All I Wanted By Vitamin String Quartet

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He said nothing after my words and a smile found my lips. I blushed, leveling my gaze and gripping the book more to my chest.

"Because of you, I can speak freely again... I even have nice meals to eat and studies. You even taught me more meaning to life than death, these past few days with studies were the best" I mused speaking honestly, there was no need to hide it, for I was truly grateful. Although he may be non-emotional and say things that are out of place or blunt, I know and I feel it... William’s a good person, for I knew quite clearly he would have gotten rid of me long ago.

"At first, I thought you were a bad person. B-But maybe you are but..." I raised my head. "I don’t think you’re all bad, I just misunderstand you. And I want to know more about you if that is okay?" Another silly request for it was one thing that has been on my mind for the past few days, ever since Severus told me he sealed the powers my voice had, I was suddenly eager... to know more about the man who purchased me. To know more about the arbiter of the Holy Library, To know more about William Basker Darkmore.

There was no reply but for an odd reason, I felt happy saying all these words to him, for it felt like I could finally say what I had in my heart without fearing consequences... another weird sensation knowing he won’t hurt me, maybe my brain has finally gone berserk for everything I was doing and about to do, I have shut my sense of reasoning.

"Can I show you the sign of my appreciation?"

"Sign of your appreciation," his rough voice came in almost like he didn’t expect himself to speak.

I nodded.

"Could you lean down please... you’re too tall and I can’t reach"

There was another minute of silence almost like he was hesitant but I was patient, but that doesn’t mean my shyness didn’t get the better of me, my cheeks were all red and they were beginning to hurt. I was even mentally telling myself that this was a bad idea.

But then he finally moved... Squatting with one knee on the floor, he was now my height, and I summoned all the courage I had in my body. I moved closer with a thudding heartbeat and then I closed my eyes leaning to the side of his mask and gave it a brief brush of my lips, it’s cold feeling the texture of his mask as I offered a kiss to it.

I pulled away, leveling my gaze now, too shy to meet his gaze and trying to keep my heart from exploding, with every pound it gave I was afraid that it just might happen. He said we were husband and wife right? So this was okay, right? So I shouldn’t feel shameless, this was a token of my gratitude for everything he has done for me.

"T-Thank you, W-William" but the very moment I utter those words I was already bolting like something was fast on my tail.

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William was caught between a space of perplexity and stupefaction, what his fairy just did was inexplicable and quite bold, this was her token of gratitude. A kiss to his mask that if it wasn’t on the way it would have very well been his cheeks. There was regret now, a deep profound feeling of regret of not having her lips on his skin instead. And a rethink having the mask on when she did it, is it mental to be jealous of a mask?

One minute she was saying something about her appreciation and next was a kiss and now... he looked at the empty space she once stood on, gone like the speed of lightning like he was chasing her or something.

Did he hallucinate the whole thing? He reached for the exact spot she laid her kiss... it was faint but he could still feel it... the lingering power she left upon his mask remained until it was hauled by air, but that doesn’t mean her scent was off it, it strangely became so strong and with every air he breathes he took in a sweet honey scent.

The first time he laid his eyes on her back at the auction it was her scent that made him knew has found his mate but the main crucial aspect was... his beast fell silent, that was one significant thing that happens when a soulmate is discovered, the untameable part of a magical being become tamed in that very second. Her sweet scent hung in the air but he was having a hard time taking it in...

Then back when she first came to the library, he could sniff it but it remained faint for he kept a void mind... his mind have always been kept void for as long as he could remember and the only thing that filled it were books... but this fairy of his was strangely occupying herself within without even trying... and now she has gone and done something that stirred his insides, how does she tend to tame what she has awoken?

Interesting... a smile graced his lips... this was something he would definitely look up to.

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My heart was like a mixed rhythm, too loud for my ears and too fast. I was laid on my bed with eyes staring at the bed frame ceiling, the covers around me all the way to my lips leaving just my eyes for view.

Why was I panicking? Why was I extremely nervous to the point I can’t even sleep? I have only just given a token of my gratitude so why does it feel like I have done something highly impossible?

To be honest, it felt impossible for me, everything literally was... because ever since William came into my life the things I never would imagine were given to me. I thought I would be sold and defiled by those men until I begged for death or end my life. I thought the cell I spent a year in would be the only grace for peace...

I thought I have given up on hope, compassion, and safety but it seems like those things I have lost and never obtained were given to me in the most mysterious ways...

And why was William at the center of those three factors?