Ecstatic - Part l

"Training with him can't be that bad!" Aiden tried for the tenth time that morning to calm an anxious Seraphina. She'd been pacing back and forth in their chamber all morning.

"You've got no idea. Goddess knows how long he lived on this god-forsaken earth, and how many great warriors he trained. I had seen him train juveniles when I was a child. And it was heinous." She shuddered and hugged herself. He sighed and drew her closer, and she buried her face in his chest.

"You are incredible at combat, sword fighting, and many other things I am unaware of. So don't be concerned, and show him how incredible you are." He said this, and she lifted her head to look at him. She pecked his lips with a smile.

"You should now get going. He'll be upset if you're late." She nodded and hugged him before pulling away.

"I'll see you later." She said and he kissed her forehead. They said their goodbyes, and she walked away.

"Tėtis?" As she stood on the open lawn surrounded by the forest, she called out to her grandfather. Her gaze darted around in search of him, but he was nowhere to be found. A slight breeze reached her neck, and she turned her head slightly to the left. As she evaded the attack, the Demon's eyes glowed and a smirk formed on his lips. With both of her hands, she forced down his other hand that was trying to sneak a blow on her ribcage. Her gaze shifted to the left as she felt his right leg push through the air towards her head. She leaped and jumped back, her right leg straight and aimed at his chin. He leans back and grips her leg. She spins and lunges with her left leg, aiming for his head. But her brow furrowed when Emmerich smirked. As she falls to the ground with force, a powerful kick lands on her lower ribs, blowing air out of her lungs. Emmerich stands up straight, his smirk disappearing when a powerful kick lands vertically on his leg and causes him to lose his balance. She rolls over, her knee pressed against his throat, and pulls the dagger from the slot on Emmerich's waist. His eyes went black as a force threw her off of him; she regained her balance before collapsing to the ground. Emmerich leaped back on his fit, his palms rises in the air, and her eyes widened. She used her arms as a shield to protect her head, pressing her elbows together as scorching fire strikes her arms full force. She cocked her head, trying to keep her legs rooted to the ground so the force of the fire didn't knock her over. Her throat vibrated with a groan as the fire sizzled her arms. The blow comes to a halt, and she stands up straight as Emmerich takes down his defense,

"You fought well."

"Hot! Hot! Hot! Hot!" she bellows. Emmerich laughs as she jumps around, blowing air to her searing arms.

"Did someone make kebabs?" Aiden mused aloud, pushing open his bedroom door as the stifling scent of burnt meat invaded his nostrils.

"That bloodthirsty demon did! He turned me into a kebab!" She growled as she showed off her burnt arms. His eyes widened when he noticed scorch marks on her cheeks, neck, torso, and a portion of her legs. He dashed into the bathroom and grabbed the first-aid kit.

"Why would he make you into a kebab?" As he cleaned her wounds, he inquired.

"He attacked me suddenly and without warning, I dodged and attacked back, and he dodged. We were in full combat and I had pinned him down but he used his power and seared me with fire. Cora refused to allow me to use her power, so I had to fight him using only my human abilities. He claimed it was to hone my combat skills, and he scorched me in fire for the entire afternoon. And Cora isn't aiding me in healing." She said and he chuckled

"What are you giggling about!" He stifled his laughter as she growled.

"Nothing," he said, surprising her by licking her burnt arms.

"What are you up to?"

"A mate's saliva aids in faster healing." As she sat quietly, he licked all her burnt wounds slowly. After that, he used gauze to bandage the wounds.

"All done!"

"Thank you." He kissed her forehead as she smiled and thanked him.

"Now wait here, I'll be back." He fled the room quickly and returned a short time later with a platter full of food. He drew a chair and set the tray on top of it. It contained beef and vegetable stew, bread, and chocolate bread pudding. As he prepared a bowl for her, she stared at him, baffled.

"What is all of this?" She inquired as he spooned a mouthful of stew into her mouth. She closed her eyes and gulped it down, savoring the rich flavor of beef and vegetables.

"It's incredible!" She exclaimed, and he smiled.

"I'm pleased you liked it,"

"Did you make this?" He nodded when she inquired as she took another mouthful.

"I was planning a romantic meal after your training session, but after seeing your fried hands, this is better than my other plan." He chuckled as her lips formed a slight pout.

"I'm sorry I ruined up your plans."

"Don't be, this is far superior to a romantic dinner." He kissed her on the forehead and continued to feed her a spoonful of stew. After he had fed her and eaten himself, they sat close, savoring each other's warmth, and talking until sleep overtook them. She was curled up in his arms as they both slept blissfully under the warm duvet with the moon shining over them through the open window.

They awoke curdled in each other's arms as the morning crept in. He'd aided her in taking a bath, shampooing her hair while she relaxed contentedly in the warm water-filled tub. He changed her bandages after assisting her in changing into some comfy clothes; her wounds were largely healed from the previous day. Just like he had done the night before, he had brought her breakfast, fed her, and then went to attend to his duties.

Someone knocked on the door as she was preparing for her training session. Freya timidly peered her head through the door after Seraphina had requested them to come in and stepped in with a small dish.

"What is it, Freya?" She inquired with a smile.

"His highness mentioned your hands were terribly scorched, so I brought you this."