"These damn Contract Curses . " she growled motioning to the one on her own chest . He stared at it for a long moment and Kyera raised an eyebrow . The only thing that stopped her from slapping him was the way his eyes seemed to move . They weren't following her curves they were focused on the runes .
"Yours is particularly nasty . You have to serve a Master for a term… it won't say how long till you have one though . " he replied with a frown . His eyes closed as though he was dizzy . Kyera looked astonished for a moment . She had spent months and Mally had even done her best but couldn't make heads or tails of her contract .
"Can you read them?" she asks motioning to the runes of her curse .
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He nodded, still not opening his eyes .
"It hurts… alot… but i can sometimes read the terms if I try hard enough . Your Terms are blank but your conditions are there . The condition is serving a Master . The terms are decided once the condition is met . " he explained taking a deep shuddering breath . The pain crept in from his wound and mind both as he tried to unravel the lines and swoops of the runes he had read . Such a jumbled mess .
"I see… so I need a Master…" Kyera thought for a moment, wondering how she could achieve that . "I can't . . thats humiliating . " Kyera rejected it . The very thought of answering to one of the creatures that had the blood of those murderer's in their veins . 'How could I dare do that even if it meant getting home . Verone would… ' her thought paused as he thought of Verone's teary eyes when they had said goodbye . He wouldn't care what she did to come home as long as she came home .
"That is probably why those are your conditions . Your proud even as a Tigress it's easily seen . If you don't break, You will never leave . " Lazren replied rolling onto his stomach in a attempt to stand . He pushed onto his knees with a pained grunt . Kyera reached out to steady him with one hand, her face saddened .
That sad expression turned to determination in a split second . "Then a Master I shall find . Nothing is more important than getting home . " He was relieved to hear the fight in her voice . Of all the things Lazren had been through, he was fairly sure seeing the Princess break would be the worst . He smiled .
"Good . Then we will do this together . " he replied with a smile .
"we?" Kyera let the question hang in the air as he nodded finally raising unsteadily to his feet . He ran his hand through his hair frowning as he found the bloody mats .
"Yea, We . Princess, whether you realize it or not you saved my life . Wolves don't like debts, especially not to a Princess and I got your hands dirty which is inexcusable in itself . You have my Loyalty, My Lady . " Lazren replied with a low, humble bow . At least, as low as he could go before the pain began to be a bit overwhelming . He forced himself to go as far as he could .
"No need to bow till that wound heals . For now, I thank you . " Kyera replied, honestly touched but less than surprised by his comment . Such was the way of the wolf . Loyalty to those who prove themselves worth it, and hate for those who cross them .
"Thank you . " Lazren replied straightening up as a pair of footsteps behind them in the room caught his attention . He turned to see a sleepy woman in a nightgown standing nearby . Her hair was perfectly in place and her nightgown covered by a delicate robe, but still indecent for him to see her in . He spun around quickly, cheeks red .
"Kyera . . . wait Lazren?" Mally asked her eyes widening as he looked at the pair . He was obviously sick and Kyera looked as though she had run a marathon .
"It's okay Mally, he is with me . " Kyera explained quickly setting a hand on his shoulder . When he swayed Kyera gave him a sideways glance and walked him to the table, pushing him onto a chair despite feeble protests .
Chapter end
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