Chapter 18: ~No!~ (1/2)

***Nation of Mist, Great Sea***

“I am wet!”

No seriously! The water is everywhere! Ascathon bombarded our castle with water-balls until it fell. I doubt that he held back in any way.

It took me an hour to get the sand out of my hair! Haah... at least I can take a nice nap now. I leave the bath after putting on my nightgown and throw myself onto the bed of my room.

“Nice ass... was that an invitation?”

I turn around and pull the blanket over my body while shooting up. Ascathon is sitting on the couch with a big and heavy book in his hands. “What are you doing in my room!?”

“Our room.”

“My room!”

“There aren't any more rooms in the mansion. We have to share.”

“Then stay on the couch. If you touch the bed I will rip off something important!”

He shakes his head and continues to read his book while I eye him with suspicion. But after half an hour I get tired and lie down to sleep. It was a busy day after all.

While trying not to think about the guy in my room I drift off to sleep.

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“AAAaah!”

I shoot up and am standing in my bed one hundred percent awake. Assassins? Why the scream!? What's going on?

The stars and the full moon are bright tonight and the big windows let just enough light inside the room to make my surroundings visible.

Then I become aware of a dark figure wriggling on the floor. Haaah.... It's the stupid hermit with his nightmares again! Does that mean that I won't get a single night of sleep while I am on this island!?

I jump from the bed and try to shake the idiot awake. “Hey. Wake up!” But after shaking him it seems that his bad dreams just became worse because he starts to wriggle and moan even more.

Geez. What to do? Should I hit him to grant him eternal sleep? Suddenly his arms shoot out and hug me to pull me down to his side. Seriously? I start to wriggle myself out of his grasp. I am no hugging doll!

“Don't leave me...”

He mumbles something while his breathing smooths and his expression becomes relaxed again. Haah... I can't bring myself to wake him up now.

I untangle myself from his embrace and walk back to my bed. So tired. Just a few more hours of sleep. That should do it.

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“AAAaah!”

I am upright in my bed with my arms raised sluggishly for defence. So tired! Where is the enemy!?

Then my eyes fall onto a wriggling person on the ground and my mind catches up with the situation.

For a few minutes I stare grumpily at the guy on the floor while I ponder about my options. Then I stand up and shake him like before while dangling a pillow in front of me.

*snatch*

“Don't leave me...”

Like expected. I turn and throw myself onto the bed. Just an hour of sleep... just one hour...

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“AAAaah!”

I yank up again with burning eyes and feel anger welling up from deep inside me. This is the worst wedding night ever! My eyes wander to the wriggling figure on the ground.

The pillow is a metre beside him. I stand up and loom above him while considering my options for the third time.

If this goes on I will get no sleep at all.