The Black Knight Box Set by Christian J Gilliland

Author:Christian J Gilliland [Gilliland, Christian J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mountaindale Press
Published: 2019-05-16T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Rubaan IV

13th of Ramlia – 346AG

08:00 – Canrom City

Rubaan sat at the kitchen table with his head resting in his hands. The events of the night before had been so terrifying and surreal that all he could do to keep his sanity was to try to convince himself that it had been a bad dream. He tried to push the images and feelings out of his mind but no matter what he did he could neither shake the lingering feeling of cold from his spine nor the terrible voice that reverberated in his head.

"Eon..." The name played over and over, each time getting louder and more real. He winced, every time he heard it felt like a knife penetrating his ears.

“Are you sure you will be okay today?” Amaria asked as she walked up and hugged him from behind. The sudden touch caused him to jerk in his seat, surprising his wife. He ultimately smiled and gently grabbed hold of her forearm which rested across his chest.

“You scared me,” Rubaan replied with a slightly forced laugh. He stared down at the untouched sausage on the plate before him, knowing it was getting cold, “I am simply not feeling well.”

“I do not understand why,” Amaria gently nuzzled her nose against his neck, an action that usually would have sent a different chill through his body, “Your blood smells healthier than ever. Fresh, like a baby.”

“That is a bit creepy,” Rubaan looked back at her with a forced grin, “I hope you are not thinking about taking a sip.” Amaria sighed heavily and shook her head as she let go of her husband. He immediately realized that his comment had been a mistake.

“You know I have not craved blood since the night we met,” She hissed as she crossed her arms and shifted her weight to one leg, “It is not fair that you would bring that up.”

“I’m sorry my love,” Rubaan turned around to face his beloved, arms outstretched, “You are right, that was a low blow.”

Amaria had never shown much of an appreciation for his sense of humor. He had always attributed it to their age difference, never once thinking he might actually not be funny. She had grown up in a much different time than Rubban and occasionally she was a bit perplexed by some of the jokes he made.

Amaria groaned and shook her head, “Do you think your foreman will excuse your absence today? I thought you used up all of your vacation days when Roc was born.”

“He’s fine with it,” Rubaan reassured her, “I called him and told him this morning. Everything is okay.”

“Okay…” She sounded unsure. He was acting strange and her intuition told her something was off, "Are you sure there is nothing I can do for you?”

“No, I am fine. I just need to relax.” He smiled weakly and turned back around to the cold sausage.

“Okay. Just let me know if you need anything.” Rubaan nodded slowly and Amaria walked into the other room.

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