Beyond The Veil

Chapter 13

~Emery~

Chatting with Micha went on for a long time. After training with Airell in the mornings, I would head down to the Lagoon as soon as possible. I was still sour with Airell; I barely spoke with him except for the usual, Yes and No.

But I always remembered to be careful about going to the Veil; soon, I found a cave far from prying eyes that laid right on the Veil. It took a little bit, but I could signal to Micha where I was in the Veil.

He could get more Daggers, and now I could actually see him through the Veil; it was a tiny slit, but it was nice to see a familiar face. The cave had a small pool of water; I usually played around with it until I could hear Micha on the other side. But today, he took longer than usual to come here.

I started to bite my nails; what if something happened to him? Did they find out he was talking to me? I started to think of the horrible things they could do to him, all because I wanted to talk to him...

A slight shift of rocks alerted me to the Veil; I pressed my hands up against it but didn't dare speak until Micha did; after a couple of heart-pounding moments, I could hear Micha's smug chuckle; I sighed happily that he was okay.

"You look like a cub waiting for its mother to come back," he says as I hear him take out the Dagger.

"Shut up! I was worried, okay?" I said, crossing my arms on my chest, feeling a warmth in my heart.

"Worried? About me? Awe, how cute," he teases," I assure you, Emery, I can take care of myself out here; I've been doing it since birth."

I hear the tear in the Veil, but I turn my back to Micha; I really was worried; I didn't want anything bad to happen to him.

"Emery, why the cold shoulder?" Micha singsong, "Hey, brought something for you."

I slightly glance over my shoulder, "Oh?"

"Yes, but she's finicky; you better hurry and take a look at her," Micha says. My curiosity ultimately wins, and I turn around to peek through the Veil. As I look through, I see a beautiful Black Horse nibbling on Micha's shirt. My heart melts.

"Oh, my-Is she yours?!" I exclaim.

I watch as Micha lovingly pets her thick mane, "This is Kiri, my companion," Kiri goes for Micha's shiny belt buckle and tugs at him.

"Hey, my belt is not food," he says, "Off girl," Kiri gives a snorted protest before letting go.

"Oh, she's beautiful; the color black is so rare in our world. I love it, though."

"Oh yeah?" He playfully flips his elegant long hair, "How envious are you of my hair then?"

I snort-laugh, "Very, wanna trade?"

I watch as Micha smiles; his eyes turn into little slits when he does that; I feel myself fully engrossed in a sudden daydream. One where I could actually be beside Micha, talking and making fools of ourselves, maybe even holding hands...

"How's it going with Mr. Goldie?" Micha asks, pulling from my lovely daydream. I had told Micha a lot, and Airell was one of those things.

"I haven't really spoken to him, he still thinks I'm marrying him, but I refuse to. You know what he said to me after I asked him why he chose me?"

Micha gives me a slight chuckle, "Oh boy."

"He called me beautiful! Nothing, else just that!" I said, feeling the lingering frustration of that day, "If you truly care for someone, wouldn't you want there to be more than just that?"

Micha starts to walk back, nonchalantly with his hands in his pockets, "Well, you are very eye-catching..."

"Exactly and-wait, what did you just say?" His reply caught me off guard, and my heart suddenly skips a beat. Did t hear him correctly?

Micha looks me dead in the eyes, "You heard me, Fae Girl, and yes, I agree, there should be more than beauty."

My eyes grew wide as I looked at him and for some reason, my heart felt so taken with him. Why, why couldn't there be guys like him on my side of the Veil. This situation was hard to swallow, and I knew deep in my heart that I was starting to really like Micha a lot.

Sometimes I even forgot that he was a demon; he really didn't act like it. I was told they were gross and dirty and even mangy looking, but Mica was none of those things. Instead, he was smart and funny and had a gorgeous smile; I could feel my heart sigh just thinking about it.

"You daydream a lot," Micha says.

"Hm? Oh, yeah, sorry."

"What were you thinking about?"

I rub my arm shyly, "Just stuff."

"Hm?" Micha asks with a smile, "Your really going to leave me hanging?"

"Micha, have you ever thought of what would happen if we didn't have this Veil between us?"

Micha's smile turns devilish, "Your swimming into some murky waters, miss Emery; why are you thinking of such things?"

I wanted to tell him so many things, but what would come of them? I could confess the feelings that I could no longer deny, but I could never be with him how I truly wanted to be. I could never feel his touch or have anything remotely close to a relationship with him. My mind was going a million miles a minute; this felt so bittersweet. I could see him, and he could see me, but we were never to come close to being together.

My happy emotions suddenly turn to heartbreak. I slightly turned my head, trying to hide my pooling tears because I felt like I had found someone I had actually made a connection with, and he was in an entirely different world beyond the Veil.

"Just a silly girl, with a silly dream, " I uttered under my breath, hugging my knees to my chest.

"Dreams are what keep hopes alive, Emery," I look up at Micha. His eyes are so piercing, yet I found comfort in them, "Be a silly girl with a dream, I don't mind besides, your kind of already nuts, " he says playfully; I gasp and chuckle, grabbing a small stone to throw at him.

And suddenly, my worries were stilled like the calming ripples of water after it's been disturbed.

Micha was that for me; he knew how to soothe me, even though he probably didn't know he was doing it. But then, Micha's face suddenly turns stone-cold, "Someone's coming..."

He quickly seals off the slit in the Veil, and I hear the echo of footsteps. I quickly get my feet in the pool of water and act like I'm practicing my water magic.

"Emery?"

My heart jumps into my throat as I look towards Airell, he's alone, but that's not what made me worry.

"What are you doing in this Cave?" He asks.

"I'm practicing; go away, please."

Airell sighs, "Emery; you can't keep hiding from me like this; we need to talk."

I sigh, fed up with his pestering.

"Fine, I'll talk with you, " I said as I started to push him out, "But not in here; I don't want people getting the wrong idea about us."

As I led him out, I quickly glanced over my shoulder at where the dagger had pierced the Veil.

"Dream, silly girl..." Echoed in my mind.