Ignis by Lula Monk

Author:Lula Monk [Monk, Lula]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Ignis

Awareness came upon Ignis slowly. First at the edges of his mind, and then at the center of his being.

His first thought was for the pain that radiated over his entire body, each and every nerve ending alight as though zapped by untold watts of electricity. Or maybe it was ice…

He’d only ever felt the sensation of cold once, when the sole tear had slid down his cheek in this very room. He shifted his head, meaning to look down at his hands to see if that traitorous insect and the bastard princeling had encased his body in ice. But moving his head brought another sweeping wave of intense pain washing over him.

It brought something else as well. The Earth woman’s presence.

Hearing him groan in pain, Clea leaned forward, hovering in front of his field of vision as if she knew any movement would be agony.

“Do you need anything?” she asked, her hands lightly flitting over Ignis’s body, shifting a bandage, peeling back a bit of fabric that had settled too closely to his ruined skin. Little, tender movements, careful and well-timed, meant to sooth his pain.

“No,” he attempted to say. But the sound came out wrong. Mangled. Disjointed. Ill-formed.

Panic began to creep up into Ignis’s mind. Why couldn’t he speak?

He shifted his eyes to look at the dark woman still leaning over him, her dark braids tucked carefully into the collar of her shirt so they didn’t brush across his skin.

Hearing him try to speak, she stopped her movements, easing onto the bed at his side, careful not to touch him.

“Slep did… something to you,” she said, her eyes never leaving his. She didn’t pity him, though, that was the one emotion not visible on her face. Sorrow, disgust, anger... those were all showing across her face as if placed there like war paint. But pity… there was none. And for that, Ignis was grateful.

“I’m tried to find out what it was they did, so I could treat you better, but those fucking Cephs don’t say anything. Nor would the Quadra, when he decided to show his ass up. Which, I would like to point out, has not been frequently.”

How many rotations?

Ignis tried to ask the question, but more malformed sounds escaped his lips. He moved to furrow his brow in confusion at the state of his mouth, but the action brought immediate pain.

Clea disappeared from view, quickly reappearing a heartbeat later with a small white pill in one hand and a fuel-soaked towel in the other.

The pill she placed gently between his ruined lips. The thing tasted horrible, and Ignis had the urge to spit it out. But such a thing was impossible, for to do so would require him to utilize muscles that were screaming while being still. Spitting out the pill seemed like a feat fit for the bravest of warriors, of which Ignis was loathe to admit he was not amongst their ranks at present.

Instead, he tried to gently move the pill around with his tongue, but to his horror, he found that he had no tongue to move.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.